For some Splashtime Fun

I can't trust the fall

Frustration prickled at him as he stared at the small white plant. Pheonix gave a growl as he feebishly pawed at the outside of the plant. The frost had killed most of this boneset cluster and for some reason it made him mad. The male's tail twitched uncomfortably behind him the tip flicking this way and that. He had only been in Boreas for a few days and already he was beginning to dislike it. Where were the herbs, the precious signatures of death and wheezing! Boneset in large amounts made a glorious concontion. If you could convince another to eat it, well overdosing could cause death. Of course the herb itself used in it's natural state was effective against sickness like a fever or cold. Pheonix had found that collecting and keeping Boneset was easy, reliable, and he could hide the fact that he didn't normally use it for it's intended purposes.

Finally the plant gave way, Pheonix tugged the white flowers from their root holding it carefully in his jaws. Now that he had collected the herb... where would he put it? He had made a temporary den not far from here but if he wanted to crush the flowers into a paste to store where exactly could he store it without it going to waste. Pheonix frowned dropping the boneset at his paws and giving it a long look down. Perhaps he hadn't thought through what he was supposed to be doing here.

MADE BY MINNIE of BTN