Herbalists' Cache with my eagles t-shirt hanging from the door

Masquerade offered to help despite their palpable discomfort, and Eshe couldn't express how much she appreciated it. "Thank you so much," she replied, her eyes warm with gratitude. "And if there's anything I can do to return the favor—just let me know."

Their search started, neither of them speaking, and she began to look high and low for anything she could make into a pouch. Not too long after they began, Masquerade had an idea. She turned towards the other wolf, considering the suggestion. It wasn't a bad idea—especially if she planned on carrying a heavier load of supplies—but she had some questions.

"So I would carry the herbs in ... it's stomach?" she started with. She wasn't sure if storing the medicine within another's body would have any adverse effects.