In the Depths of Winter

With a shake of her head she let the snow fall from her back with a huff of breath. Each step she took felt like she'd taken four. So deep in spots was the snow she trod upon that she nearly got lost under a collapse where a spot were more hollow than not.

If not for the winter season she had a feeling it would be far easier to collect herbs with which to hoard in a spot only she knew about least any other creature try to raid it. As yet she didn't have much, if anything. But with spring ahead of her and the odd land that was opposite in weather pattern she had a feeling she could begin her collections. Yet she didn't know everything about healing. She was a novice after all.

Lowering her head she stared down at her cream tipped toes partially concealed by the snow she tracked as she walked upon it.