Deepwood Weald We're up all night playing video games

She had wandered far from the safety of moonspear, but she was doing one last herb check before they progressed too far into winter, searching all the forests she knew were near from her wandering days. She hadn't been long out of the lone wolf lifestyle, but she already felt a significant shift in her priorities. She had begun to grow attached to her packmates, and so she wanted to be as prepared as she could for the winter. 

The empath moved through the trees quickly and with purpose, eyes on the ground as she searched for plants. The scent of a stranger soon broke her concentration, and she halted her steps to glance around her. Her golden gaze finally found the male a distance ahead of her, moving between the trunks somewhat absentmindedly, and since she was always glad to make friends with strangers, she trotted towards him. Once close enough, she released a soft chuff and came to a stop, smiling and waiting for his response.