Whitefish River The white wind calls

lol forgive his sappy this is haha

Emrik smiled at her as she spoke, returning her loving gaze with one of his own. ”sounds like a busy morning.” The bear had been amongst the many things he had pondered yesterday after meeting the lovely Arlette on the border yesterday. But their pack was strong, and honestly Emrik wasn’t much of a fighter, he just hoped they wouldn’t need his help to continue warding the thing off. Once again he contemplated telling Speedy, if it was right time or not.

He cast a glance at the herbs she had collected. He knew how happy she was collecting her medicinal plants, and that glee brought out Em’s own. ”Looks like you’re preparing well for the winter.” He knew winter was the most stressful for Speedy, with injuries from snow and ice, and the lack of herbs available. As a healer it was the most strenuous. ”I can help you find more later if you want.” he often accompanied her in collecting plants. If he had half a brain for medicine it wouldn’t have been hard for him to learn from Speedy considering how much time she spent explaining them all to him. But most of the time, he asked polite questions, and was genuinely interested in what she had to say, but the actually knowledge never did stick.

”Id love to go for a walk.” Time alone with Speedy was a rare commodity, and he would take full advantage. ”So how is Orlaith? It’s not to serious?” Speedy had yet to share much detail about what happened or what their injuries were, but as with all members if the pack he was worried.