Coho Pool maybe tonight

RE - Rosemary, a grasshopper jumps on your nose.

AW for one or two? Maybe someone from DEB

Eclypse and Morven were very kind, Rosemary had found. They'd probably saved her life, and though nothing could replace her mother, it was nice to not be alone. To have food and warmth at night. To not be afraid. She wasn't sure exactly where the two of them were planning on heading after Rosemary found her sister, but part of her hoped they would stick around, at least for a while, and if they didn't, then she hoped they'd go somewhere where they would be happy.

Coming up on her fifth month of life, Rosemary had grown a considerable amount. Still not as large as she would've been had she had access to enough nutrition in her earlier months, she'd grown taller and leggy, around a medium stature. Awkward, as well, with feet and ears that were too big for her body, but Morven had told her she'd grow into them, so that was probably okay for now. Even if she tripped over her paws a lot of the time, especially when she was trying to hunt something.

Kind of like right now.

It wasn't any kind of impressive prey - a grasshopper, settled on the banks of a pool, cleaning its feet. Rosemary crept forward, peachy eyes focused on the insect, and just as she was preparing to jump, her left paw hit her right and she flopped gracelessly onto her stomach, and the grasshopper jumped directly onto her muzzle, as if taunting her for her mistake.

Rosemary huffed and simply laid there for a moment, eyes crossed as she stared at the audacious little bug.

Finally, Lucian was starting to notice evidence of other wolves. It was sparse, could even just be a tiny group passing through; but it could also mean he was at the farthest reaches of where a local pack traversed. While those towering redwoods had ultimately not been enough to keep him, maybe there was somewhere nestled amongst these shadowy woods that would click as home.

He didn't expect the first he'd run into to be a child, though. Lucian caught sight of her tumbling through gaps between the many trees still between them, already smiling. It didn't matter their age, he was always happy to make a new acquaintance! He maneuvered the distance at a peppy jog, approaching her and the prey she sparred with.

"Hello!" his voice was cheerful, and his dark tail wagged breezily.

Rosemary'd had the unfortunate type of upbringing where, thusfar, she had only met three other wolves beside her mother. Not a very socially adept child, not very comfortable with strangers, the sound of another calling her had the girl - and the grasshopper - jumping up in alarm. Well, the grasshopper probably jumped only in response to Rose jumping, but still.

Pale orange eyes widened as she looked over at the stranger - he was young, but older than her, like Morven and Eclypse, but not as big. Rosemary was probably taller than him, actually, and though his sudden approach had initially been alarming, he didn't seem scary once she actually looked at him.

A small smile formed on her own maw, tail giving a tentative wag. "Hello," she greeted, unsure of exactly what she was supposed to do next, so she settled on a, "What's your name?" It seemed polite enough, after all, and her mother had insisted on niceties.