”Of course,” she beamed.
Attention drifting back to the path, eventually her wolf perked up as the clearing got more fragrant with pack and Natalie picked up the pace a margin. Trees cleared away for a small break in the forest and there was the fallen over tree. Moving towards it, it didn’t take Natalie long to push branches out of the way to grab her, thankfully still there, bag. ”Here we go.”
The cloth was damp with the morning dew, but everything looked to still be there after an initial ruffling around. Taking out socks that were rolled into shoes, she began working on putting them on. A good stomping of feet into them and there was no need to worry about tying them properly right now. Much better. As for the clothing, Natalie could wait till she got home and drop things off at a later point. Opening up a zipped pocket she pulled out her phone before shuffling the straps over shoulders. ”Let me give you Dakila’s number while we walk back.”