Silver Creek Tell me, so I say

@The Umbra

The fatigue from Haedwig's long journey was fading, and with that her tendency to move almost non-stop had returned.

Moving through the trees, she was in search of an animal with a decent pelt to use for her herb collecting; a rabbit or a raccoon maybe. No luck so far, her nose losing it's effectiveness in distances far enough to sneak up on such creatures. She knew well that if she were to ask for assistance that she would be provided it with haste, and yet she was determined to do it on her own.

She would not allow herself to become seditary.