Whitebark Stream the protection of the trees

Whitebark Stream had provided Lavender with a fresh start—or rather, as fresh of a start as she could manage. Although Lavender wasn't freed completely of her inner-daemons, she had been given ample distractions to occupy her time. In contrast to her short-lived residence in Uaine Gorsedd, Lavender spent most of her time out in about, doing she could to contribute to Whitebark Stream's formation. Here, surrounded by family once more, Lavender felt a sense of purpose. 

Today, with her coat wrapped tightly around her body, Lavender trudged through the snow; it was frigid outside, and she couldn't stifle her shivering. In her meandering, Lavender caught wind of an unfamiliar scent, and she redirected herself until she found Daylily at the end of the trail. 

An unfamiliar Poised dubiously in front of an animal's den, Lavender observed her from a comfortable distance. After a moment or so, after recognizing Dawn's scent muddled in the stranger's aroma, she approached with a single step forward. 

"Did you find something?" she asked, her voice lifting so that it could carry through the falling snow.