Herbalists' Cache Bury The Hatchet

This must've been the grove Leto had mentioned. He walked in, quickly spotting the black and white wolf. Lanky little fucker, and seemed to be struggling moving a log--which didn't look all that hard to move. The kinda type that probably spent a lot of time learning less physical tasks. Probably knew a thing or two about herbs. Just what Pepper needed. 

"Hey, you!" the big wolf called out, though it came off more annoyed than anything. Probably because he was annoyed. He just wanted to sleep and have a meal in his belly, yet here he was looking for a dumb cure. 

"Sorry--Had a question."