Phoenix Maplewood let's go dancing in the light

the maplewood has become fair game for adventures, with the strict instruction that she always return to the territory before the sun dip beneath the horizon, and "use her common sense". unknown to the girl, it's a freedom only given because her mother fears to restrict her within the borders entirely will lead to her sneaking out into more dangerous parts of the wild (likely remembering her own exploits as a pup). 

she enjoys dragging one of her littermates out here to explore when she can, but has come to value her time alone here as well. the lone adventurer against the unknown wilderness is a game she's fond of, and has come too to make it a point to return with something for aphrodite. she may not know all the names of the herbs within her den, or their uses, but the scents are distinctive enough to recognize when she comes across them. 

she hovers at a careful little bush now, scenting the leaves while her mind works to connect the scent to one of the piles, perhaps even if a name if the healer happened to mention it. brow is furrowed in concentration, soft nose trailing over one of the fragile stems. 

maybe @Polaris? :)