unbearable

The gulley, Leera's learned, is abundant with herbs even during the wintertime. If one looks diligently enough, between the snow-crusted boughs and ferns, there will be rewards like ginger, which is the pain-killing herb she needs before Nephthys gives birth.

The femme slinks from Erövrare territory silently, naviagting the trees until she comes upon this realm of the south. It shimmers with promise, and even though winter grips the land she's uncharacteristically positive that she'll find at least something useful here. "Hm," she murmurs to herself before slipping further into the land. But as she approaches a thick area of bushes, a scent alerts her that there's a predator near. The thick, raw odor sends her ears against her head and her tail between her legs: it's bear.

As if on queue, there's a huge bellow that punctuates the still air and a towering brown figure rises from behind the tangle of thick thistles. Leera presses herself into the ground, only a few feet away from the creature with only mere bushes between them. The grizzly bear, female, knows she's there. It's small, fire-filled eyes watch her with an anger that makes Leera freeze.