The Heartwood Ashen Remains

Brecheliant. Vale whispered it under her breath to commit it to memory. She repeated it two more times for good measure. Perhaps it was silly, but Vale couldn't quell an excitement bubbling in her chest. She wasn't sure if she would ever encounter Brecheliant. However, she hoped it would be as pleasant as her current conversation with Bridget.

She laughed. The world always changes! I'm not sure anyone could truly get their fill of it. She gestured to the saplings with her nose. I mean, these saplings will be great big trees one day!  If you want a rather large example 

She returned her attention to Bridget, a smile upon her face.  I think having plans and being flexible are both good. But you planned to take some mint home today, didn't you? Vale said it mainly to remind herself. She had mostly forgotten about the herbs if she was to be honest. Although, she figured it wasn't that high up on Bridget's priorities. 

Vale let the conversation quiet a bit. She wouldn't let it die — it was important to communicate on any plants of interest after all. But she smiled as she too returned her attention to the task at hand. She wanted to help Bridget in a tangible way, beyond a conversation. After all, she clearly needed someone to talk to as well. Vale didn't voice it, but she hoped she could consider the golden wolf a friendly face, if not a friend, if they ever crossed paths again. 

I think fading here and assuming they keep searching works out well! Hopefully they'll get a chance to meet and talk again <3