Herbalists' Cache When the levee breaks

all good!

He moved carefully past the trees, seeking out the dark mouth of Star Eater's den, moving inside with silent pawsteps. He paused as shade fell across his face, his eyes luminous still as they adjusted to the dark, to spot the matriarch nestled with four young pups at her side. He felt some relief, to see her well- and his features softened to see the children, to inhale the scent of new life. If her words had not been of war, he might have melted, silently, content to watch them for some time in peace. 

He settled, wishing she had not spoken and confirmed his thoughts. He sighed softly. I have no idea what's going on, he said, with a mild note of annoyance- not with her, of course. Her only duty, as far as he could tell, was taking care of her young. I need to be told what to do...And I think....I think I'm only gonna listen if it comes from you.