He could almost feel it in his bones the closer they came to the days of spring, the plants eager to come to the surface after being dormant all winter. His first meeting with Sylva had been on his mind a lot lately, how she spoke about the herbs and plants she collected and how they could talk to her. With the troubles of winter, the scarceness of their food supply and the treacherous weather conditions he'd not had time to do as she suggested. While he wasn't sure if it was even possible he wasn't opposed to seeing it the way she did. Part of him hoped that maybe he could as it would give him a whole different view of his healing arts he was sure.

The snow was still deep as he set his paws on a path north which he again thought it wouldn't hurt to do some hunting on the way. That was if there was even anything to be hunted as it seemed most of the prey had vanished from the lore. It however wasn't his top priority but instead a place that he felt would be perfect for practicing what Sylva had described.

The distance which he traveled wasn't a hard one for the ex loner, he had traveled further distances at faster paces in the past. His wanderlust it seemed had never left him as it felt good to be traveling once more. Especially when he didn't have a specific destination in mind, in fact he wasn't sure how long he'd traveled his thoughts lost in the plants and herbs as they usually were when he traveled.

The place he came to was familiar to him in some ways but also not, the healer slowed his pace to take a better observation of his surrounds. As he continued to walk the scent of lavender hit him, he knew that the plant wasn't growing which made this all the more curious. He then came to a clearing that with the snow and lack of greenery didn't look like much but he knew. His well trained nose told him that in the spring Lavender would grow in this place in abundance. Emrys decided this was the place so he sat back on his haunches as he looked over what would be a field of lavender. Closing his eyes he let the sounds around him fill his ears as he tried to concentrate to hear the plants that would be soon emerging or at the very least the trees that surrounded the area.

He could hear the faint sound of the river in the distance though it didn't sound as though it was currently much of a river. The sound of bird song and the trees waving in the wind we're also very dominate sounds that he heard. The plants however didn't seem to want to talk because he didn't hear anything that even remotely sounded like it might be them. He was growing disappointed with the whole thing and though that it might be best to come back in the spring. The trees wouldn't be dormant and the plants would be returning full force. Just because he hadn't heard anything on this particular day didn't mean this wasn't the right place to have come.

So focused on trying to hear the plants that he didn't notice the fact a stranger had joined him in the clearing. Her scent had yet to reach him as did the sound of her paw pads in the snow which was one factor in why he hadn't heard her approach. She spoke asking if he was trying to be one with the snow, he opened one of his eyes and raised his brow at her cheekiness. He then laughed unable to keep it from bubbling out as he realized how ridiculous he must look to her.

“Something like that,” he answered as he rose from his haunches and turned to face her before taking in her scent, lone wolf. “I'm a healer he explained, I was trying a technique another healer suggested I try. What brings you this way?” He asked curiously. She was a small wolf who Emrys instantly started worrying about with them being in the midst of winter. “Have you been getting plenty to eat?” He sort of blurted out without thinking his professional side taking over for the briefest of moments.

When nothing happened while practicing the technique that Sylva and suggested Emrys vowed to come back to this place in spring. Surely then he would get some kind of results or at least he would know for sure if he was doing it right. He hadn't quite given up when he heard a female voice behind him which brought him out of his concentration. When he turned he found a dark wolf that looked rather thin which he supposed he probably looked a little thin too. Still that didn't stop him from worrying about her and whether she was getting enough food. Though he was sure he wasn't getting enough despite having a whole pack helping to catch the food. He gave his head a shake letting those thoughts go in order to concentrate on the girl in front of him.

He didn't stop at just worrying in his mind about her getting enough to eat but verbalized it as well. Her answer received a nod of agreement, “I have to agree with you there especially this time of year but it will be better in spring.” That he was sure of as it always was with the return of the prey and their food sources. All they had to do was wait the winter weather out just a little longer and then they could all breath a sigh of relief. The girl had questions and already she was growing on him. He rose from his haunches and took a few slow steps toward her so that they could talk since he felt he might be there awhile, he didn't mind.

“When I say I'm a healer I mean it's what I have chosen to do with my life. I help others who are sick or injured,” he explained hoping that would shed some light on that particular question. As for her other, “I wasn't sleeping actually. I was listening, a friend told me that if I listened hard enough I would be able to hear the plants speak,” he explained further since she seemed to curious,”I am not sure I believe that it works, it hasn't here but that doesn't mean that it won't if it does work.” he stopped there to allow her some time to come to a conclusion about what he'd said figuring she might have more questions. She seemed rather curious about what he was doing.

He was rather curious what she would ask next and whether or not he would be able to answer it, Which he was almost certain he would know the answer to any question she might ask. There was the chance she might also ask a question he didn't know the answer to.

The dark girl seemed rather inquisitive the healer found out as he continued the conversation with her. He explained about being a healer and the fact that he has chosen this life. It was one of those things that has been a given because his mother has been a healer. Until he met Jynx he had carried on the same way she had by living as a loner and traveling around helping anyone who might need it. Now things were different, he had a pack to worry about and he had Jynx, Emrys wouldn't change any of it if he had the chance. He'd moved closer to the girl and she didn't seem to be bothered by the action so he took it as meaning she wanted to continue the conversation.

As strange as he was sure if sounded he also went on to explain to her exactly what he was doing in the Ethos. The truth was he wasn't even sure what he was doing besides taking some instruction from Sylva. For a moment he wondered what Jynx would have to say about it and a slight smile formed on his maw at the thought. His ears perked at her next question and he couldn't help the laugh that left him. “I never thought they could either so I'm really not sure what I mean,” he said when his laugh had died. He glanced back at the field that would be full of lavender for a moment before meeting her gaze once more, “My mother once told me that there were some healers who believed that if you concentrated long enough and listened hard enough that you could hear deeper into the sounds around you. I'm still not sure what that means, I suppose my friend might be one of those healers and who knows maybe she’s nearby laughing at me because of how foolish I must look trying.” Emrys glanced around as if he was looking for Sylva to jump out at any moment.