Blowing the Bugle Horn
12-04-2017, 08:10 PM
Her mother had warned her that she wouldn’t like winter, but Daelos didn’t realize just how much she wouldn’t like it. The cold was no fun and she couldn’t say she particularly liked snow, but the worst part... there was no herbs. Anywhere. She huffed irritably as she sat outside their den. She’s spent the morning sorting and organizing their store of herbs, but there was only so much of that she could do before she started moving the same piece of horsetail over and over again. A howl gave her an answer to her boredom and she listened curiously for a moment. Well... she supposed she could help hunt. Surely there would be something she could do to help, right? Daelos got up and made her way over to where the howl had come from. There where what felt like a lot of wolves here already, but she knew there would be more to come. Her mother wasn’t here after all. She saw a couple of her cousins, but she decided it would be best if she sat toward the outter edge on her own. She sat quietly and waited to see what the plan was, tucking her tail around herself to keep her hind paws warm. |
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