dark on me

Lúta spent most of her spring days gathering herbs while the gathering was good. She also had a small herb garden where she had buried a few seeds from the season before. It was an exciting time but she worried that the wind would harm her little seedlings and so she was busy setting up a barrier against the harsh winds of the gorge. It was going… well, it was going at least. She could neither say it was going poorly or well. Her companion Raga, a Japanese macaque, was finishing up the last fence post while Lúta worked a hide around the side most exposed to the wind. This time she'd poked a few holes in the top of the hide to let air move through. She layered sap around the holes in the hopes that they'd hold together better that way.

Finally, satisfied, she sat down to admire their work. Lúta didn't rest for long however. With the little garden secure it was time to get back to gathering.

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