Herbalists' Cache Was scream “Please don’t call 9-1-1!”

He had some information in regards to the area, which she was thankful to receive; although Kovette did not intend on seeking out any packs specifically, she was glad to know how many were local to the area. Having that information would keep her mindful, after all. And, of them, only one sounded familiar.

“I met a woman from Redtail Rise,” she noted. “She was kind.” And patient enough to offer the northerner assistance with navigating a rather prickly forest. “Thank you for telling me of the others,” she added. And, to herself, she wondered just how many more were out there—but that answer would come with time, she was sure.

Then, unable to help herself, she asked: “Do you know of any waterfalls near here?” If he was knowledgeable enough to know of the local packs, then surely he would have information about the land itself, too. She hoped so, anyways.