Snow Lessons

Poem had indeed been covering herself in the cold mud when she heard her aunt’s call for healers. Her slate and white fur now more resembled her grandmother's than her mother and father. She was practically covered and she loved it. Distracted from her play though Poem was eager to heed Vail’s call. She didn’t have a lot of patience to sit and listen to lessons yet, but she did have a fascination with the dried plants kept within the adult’s dens. She was unable to reach them in her mother’s den, but when she visited Vail much more herbs were accessible. Of course the more dangerous ones were put up, and the pup wasn’t in any real danger.

Eager for teaching the mud covered pup picked herself up and raced towards Vail’s location. She wasn’t normally allowed in the plains but she couldn’t help but think if she was with other adults her mother wouldn’t be able to scold her too heavily. With an eager smile playing over her earthen covered features Poem arrived in time to see her father planting himself down as well. She was going to be just like daddy when she grew up, a healer and a warrior! Giggling softly to herself she ran up and rubbed over Rhyme’s striped legs, sharing the mud over her fur.