Herbalists' Cache Snowhawk

The first to appear was not the healer.

Nicodem visibly tensed. His dark shoulders became sharp. His head lowered, drawing in the scent of the earth into his mind so that he might discern if this stranger had come from a nearby pack. They carried a scent but it was not familiar to the young shadow. His mismatched gaze blinked curiously. A wary wave of his tail was offered before the woman stepped to reveal herself - a good distance stretched between them.

A soft chuff was offered. Nicodem was expressing that he was not a threat. If Deja were there, he would have approached differently. The other boy always had a bit of a hot head.

Another scent, this one more familiar, lifted the two-colored gaze of the dark young man. He searched. Eti was there. He could sense it. The young wolf could not make him out in the shade.