Silvertip Mountain There were no seasons in the cave

Her own herb den was hidden within the stone of the mountain. She was on her way to deposit some lavender she had found on her trip outside the borders today. The weather had started to change already, and she knew she would need to have enough plants stored for winter. It was a hard thing to do when she didn't yet know what all was useful and what wasn't. But she had stocked many different things, ready to experiment whenever her novice skills were needed.

A voice broke through her thoughts. Arielle paused and sniffed the air. Then she followed her packmates scent until she found him exploring the mountain. He appeared to be alone, and she looked at him curiously as she dropped the lavender next to her paws. Who were you talking to?