Northstar Vale blood in the cut [m]

She warmed as icy blue eyes swept over her. Uncertaint of where they stood—unsure of anything and everything she was feeling, and at his touch and gentle questioning, she leaned to him slightly before pulling away, eyes drifting from him to cast down upon her parcel. She was tired, was all. It was the fatigue, she could tell herself, and after this trip, she would come home, check on Towhee and Keyni… check in with Tamar… and then she would sleep.

“Late nights, early mornings,” she offered, blinking as she looked back up to him, trying to solidify her words with a smile, as if to ease his concern. “Are you up for that trip today?” She lifted a paw, motioning down to the packed herbs and plants. “I want to make good on my word to Ash Paw sooner than later.”