Whitebark Stream the protection of the trees

“Oh!” said Daylily, jumping slightly in surprise when a voice sounded behind her. She turned and bowed her head politely to the woman. “Hello. I—yes, I suppose I found something. An animal’s den that I’d like to use as my own.” She turned back to the entrance of the den. “Unfortunately I cannot tell if there’s an animal inside or not, and I’m afraid to get my nose closer to find out lest something inside attack me for it.” Indeed, Daylily was a bit of a coward, but she wasn’t afraid to admit it. She sighed. “I’m looking for a place to store herbs when spring comes.” 

In the end, they decided not to investigate that particular hole further and went their separate ways.