Nova Peak ❇ Tavu

AW but maybe @Ravens Call?

---

silatuyok's small form moved gently through the wild herbs, her nose brushing soft stems as she sorted through them one by one. the morning mist still clung to the air, curling against her fur like breath. she hummed—quietly, tunelessly—as she picked fireweed from the patch beneath the stone ridge. her movements were delicate, careful not to bruise the petals.
a woven bundle lay nearby, half-full, pressed together with other healing plants she'd gathered. she liked this work. it was quiet. her ears flicked at the birdsong above, and her tail swayed gently behind her, content.