Herbalists' Cache Before we packed our bags and left all this behind

The girl nodded at his question, and Gundham fought the urge to recoil from the repugnance of the confirmation. Unfortunately, with no trail to follow, there was nothing to be done about it. What was important right now was to get the girl back home. He jolted from the sharp sound of her cries starting up again, ears flattening and heart skipping a beat. Gundham managed to mostly keep his composure, though. She exclaimed that she couldn't remember where her home was located, which he honestly expected her answer to be, so he wasn't too dejected upon hearing it. Having even a vague idea of what direction to head in would've helped, but that was fine! He could fix this.

That's alright, we'll find it, He gently assured her, yet his promise was firm.

Gundham wracked his brain for ideas. He'd been a nomad for months now, and he had his own methods for keeping track of where he was and what direction he was going in. What was something easy someone could absentmindedly take note of? Landmarks. There were mountains nearby, and they were practically impossible to miss. Perfect.

What side were the mountains on when you came here? Your left, or your right? Gundham would be surprised if she didn't remember this, but worst case scenario, he and the woman could travel around to the nearest packs and ask them about a missing girl. He did recall passing one a while back. That was when the mountains were to his right, so if she said the same, it could be that she was from that pack.