Ravensblood Forest Peaceful Gods of gentle nature

Ash carried in her maw, the life giving herbs she had found. Things that helped to stave off death and sickness, things that cured aches and pains. And some like mint that tasted lovely. She would have the taste of the creamy coolness for hours to come, and she didn't mind. She was in search of a cliff or a hillock. To throw to the sea. The herbs for her gods. Atka and Sos. She wasn't certain who she followed just yet, but she was enjoying the journey to learn.

She had found a home with a new pack. Though she knew no one, it was safe and in the forest. So it made it a little easier, if she was honest. It was nice. She tilted her head and looked up at the sky. Though it wasn't yet burning down on her. It was cool enough.