Once again Lorcan had been out that day searching for medicinal plants, taking the opportunity whilst the snow had briefly melted away. Though this time he made sure not to stray too far from the lowlands. This way he could pretty much guarantee that he return to the pack before dark and hopefully avoid any more scolding from Craw. Traipsing back through the Stonewatch Timbers, white paws scattered warm autumn leaves through the chilled air as he hurried along, not paying any particular attention about which he went, so long as it lead him in the rough direction of home.

As he entered a particularly dimly-lit area within the woods, where the warm glistening tones of the sunset struggled to shine through, his nose caught on to a scent that was all too familiar. Was he closer to the Monadnock than he thought? Snaking his way through the trees, Lorcan narrowed in on his pack mates scent, increasing his speed into a light jog as the red-haired female came into view.

Russet ears perked up and swivelled as he picked up on the frog’s croaky song, the sound only seeming to make the already eerie part of the woods even more unnerving. “Noisy, isn’t it?” He grinned, before moving in closer to position himself directly opposite her with his head held low in respectful greeting. “What are you doing out here so late, has Craw got you on another mission?” He asked curiously, voice lowering into a whisper.