What a headstrong woman she was. Braeburn kept his gaze on her, though finding it in himself to soften up just slightly. Of course she wouldn't believe such a thing, let alone heard of it. That would have been amazing to know of others like him. But alas, that was not to be. Ears perked up at the mentioning of a matriarch. Who are they? Who is the pack that claims these lands? The red wolf was now curious and a little interested, but tried not to be too excited or too eager. Oh yeah, I can help you with that. What do you need from me? Herbs weren't necessarily his strong suit, but something told him that fruits were more his thing. A bit of memory remaining somewhere in his mind perhaps. What ever the case, he would hold on to it for all it was worth.