Sun Mote Copse I Got Your Nose

Lane browsed through the copse, twisting and turning down the familiar path she had set to visit her favorite herb-gathering locations. A sneeze alerted her to the presence of another nearby, and she changed direction in search of the other wolf. 

By the time @Claire B. was finished sneezing, Lane had appeared before her. 

"Bless you," Lane said, humor pulling at one corner of her mouth.