frozen herbs
11-25-2015, 11:10 AM
The boy was six months old now and his puppy hood days were more than obviously numbered. He now towered over his mother despite not quite being the height of his dad. He was tall, thin, and lanky. Not a very good position to be in during the winter. Prey wasn't incredibly scarce though, live prey might have been but he was learning quickly that scavenging was also a perfectly acceptable way to fill your stomach. While food wasn't such a big deal finding plants was. He'd helped his mom a little bit in filling her stores for the winter over the last season. He'd learned some good basics and could name almost every plant that could be found in the knolls. The only problem was that the knolls didn't have any plants right now. The grasses were covered in the season's snow and the trees were again bare of their leaves. He had grown accustomed to the cold quickly, but he was still trying to get over the fact that all of the herbs seemed to be gone. He'd just started getting into the healing field and now he was going to have to wait until next year to try and find them again. That didn't stop the young boy from looking though. He was old enough now he could roam the territory with out someone watching over his shoulder, but as his paws reached the orchard he wished for his mother's presence. She would know where to start looking. |
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