Hawk started to regain her strength, she stood and looked around. Her eyes were still slightly blurred from days of white nothingness, so she used her nose.
Osprey was in her den, carefully sorting and arranging herbs. "Meadowsweet goes here, Lavender there..." She mumbled quietly as she worked. Bear yawned, and trotted off to hunt for the pack. Swan silently watched over the camp, glancing over the forest every few minutes, every sound causing her keen ears to swivel toward it.