The Heartwood vessels

Although the smile quickly reappeared on her gums, Ivev's pools wavered with caution. He did seem a little headstart on the whole matter, but for once she was appreciative of the open friendliness this Amon held. Ivev always enjoyed the company of wolves who were easy going and good-natured as this male appeared to be. It helped boost her timid confidence, like a otter coaxing it's friend from out of the safety of its den.

She returned his graceful bow with a lowly dip of her head, ears stretching out behind her. Ivev seemed polite, but her skyline eyes seemed almost sad in her reply.

I don't know if your family would be so happy at the thought of bringing someone like me home.

Her tail waved in dismissal of her comment. She wasn't about to be the biggest downer in town. Besides, I was out here looking for plants.
A little twinkle began to glow in her eyes. Ivev realized that if Amon's pack was in proxmity to this place, than perhaps he knew more of the local scene than she did. As if Ivev was about to impart a secret with the brute, she leaned forward and lowered her voice.
If you help me, I promise the trees won't get you again.