Tuktu Weir Did we meet the other night?

Botany trade thread with @Holland (Tagged the wrong character, I'm so sorry ;-;)

The soft-woman ventured a little further from the Kingslend borders than usual.
She followed the Weir, of course. Not for fear of getting lost, but rather in the hopes of finding a packmate to interact with. Like Germanicus. Except acceptable.

She also nosed along for plants. Looking for some moss.
She wanted to pick the fluffiest to take back within the borders to grow.
The more they had, the better. The safer it was.
If she collected now, they might be safe for the winter.

Sacnite had her nose buried between rocks by the water's edge, sniffing and touching the different types living there.