She had picked up other plants along the way as she happened to stumble across them. Fireweed shoots, and mushrooms (after carefully crushing one first to make sure it was not the type to give her crazy dreams), even snapdragons were finally making an appearance. She gathered angels breath, various barks and some sap where she could get at it. She also collected goldenrod, and houseleek along the way. It was amazing the diversity of plants she had found on such a short walk. She could happily stay on the territory after this walk, confident others could collect what she needed if she had an example to show them.
The small bunch of little yellow flowers caught her eye, and sadness washed over her. She had left her bright little buttercup at the river. Pushing her emotions to the side, she bent down to pluck them from the ground and lay them in the skin along with all the rest before she went about collecting willow leaves and branches. She was proud she had achieved so much today, but that feeling was quickly washed away with the sensation of eyes on her back. Trying to remain calm she turned to place the willow down slowly to scent the air. It was a River wolf. <i>Shit.</i></blockquote>