Whitefish River Humble, but Confident

It wasn't often she wandered near the borders, but she had done so today on her walk to stretch her legs. Emrik was watching the children for her so that she could take a short break, and she had followed the river down a ways, taking note of the plant life. When she could spend more time away from the den, she would need to spend a good part of a day cleaning out her herbs and replenishing what was low. Today, though, she was just taking a walk—no work, or so she tried to tell herself.

She heard a call and then the faint scent of their sister pack caught her attention as she moved near the borders. The scent mixed with Ira's, and she was instantly curious. She had been wondering how Reiko was doing after the last time she saw her. The healer was worried about her, but she hadn't been able to leave and she wouldn't be able to for some time. 

She saw the pair on the borders and came to stand next to Ira. She was unsure what they had been talking about but she had to ask her question. I'm sorry to interrupt, she said gently. But you smell like our sister pack. How is Reiko? If she couldn't leave to check on the empress herself, then this was the next best thing.