Whitefish River This is your heart, it's alive, it's pumping blood

looking for @Syrma <3

After talking with Ira, she had spent some time going through her plants. She had managed to find some marigolds again today and had stashed them in her cache as well as removing more plants that were no longer useful. She never minded this task; it often gave her time to sort through her thoughts and it was relaxing. When she was done, she shook plant remnants from her fur and turned to do another sweep through the territory. This time, though, she was looking for someone in particular—her daughter. She hadn't seen any of her children the last few days, and she wanted to check in with them and make sure they were okay. She knew she worried too much, but she couldn't help it. Even now that the children were just a few months shy of becoming young adults and had already joined the adult ranks, she worried about them; she didn't think she would ever not worry about them. 

So she set out to find Syrma. At the very least, she wanted to congratulate her on her new rank.