The Bracken Woods The Garden

Silver eyes focused on the fall, which kept the essence of the moon within. a beautiful reflection she thought, "Hello Holly," Uriel greeted, and took note of the two hares she held. It seemed the other was better, and was thankful it did not result into a serious concussion, but many days of bedrest. She imagined there would be left-over pain like the lioness had, but her's was only a minor bruise, and was well now.

"That sounds perfect." A haven for the healers, and a place for mothers to come through. This season, she thought, there would be none, and to soley focus on gaining attention and attraction to further evolve the ward. Members was what they were needed, and only were a band of wolves for now. She dare not call them her own until a solified community is here- but the intentions were clear. Uriel had already made relations with other, negative or positive, she was known.

"Have you brought a feast to celebrate Hemlocke's discovery?" She turned to Holly and smiled.