When Morning Is As Crisp As A Bright Fall Apple

Evening was falling by the time Lydia got back to where she started. She'd been debating about stopping to hunt for a few final herbs before fall but another gust of cool air told her to be prudent. She didn't want to get stuck out in a snow storm and it wasn't like she was working alone any more. Between all the healers she was sure they'd have enough to make it through the winter. She was heading back to her den when she heard Branch bark a greeting to her. She slowed as he approached and dipped her head in greeting. "Good evening, Branch. I'm well, just finished a wonderful day of exploring. You picked a truly lovely set of territories for Kesali. How are you doing? Do you know much of how winter affects this area?" She gestured to the storm building behind her. "I'm not sure what to expect from it."

"Talk"