Great Bear Wilderness tastes like darjeeling.

o y ty :D

Finley leaned down to nose at a small drift of snow that had piled up along the banks, enjoying the feeling of the frigid crystals tickling her nostrils when she first noticed the approach of another. She lifted her head and glanced over to watch as Somnia trotted up alongside of her, offering a smile and a wag of her tail in greeting. Once near enough, Fin nosed affectionately at her packmate's cheek before adjusting her steps so that the two could mosey along together.

"That's one reason," Fin replied, "But mostly I'm just excited to be out and about without my shoulder screaming in pain at me." The wound had healed up nicely thanks to Blue's and now Ashton's help. She was still hoping that she'd have a bit of a scar, though the fur that was coming back in along the edges of the cuts likely would mask them once it was full and thick again. "That Ashton is completely out of his mind, but he knews his stuff at least," she mused aloud.