Bliss (w/ Ragna)

Trotting through the prairie, Ragna made a beeline for one of the few trees that grew in the prairie. A fresh collection of meadowsweet was clutched between her fangs. The spring sun felt good for a time but as she worked to and fro she found herself craving shade.

Ragna settled down beneath the tree with her gathering of boneset. She carefully set it down between her forelegs as she licked the remaining plant taste out of her mouth. Meadowsweet would be useful for battling colds and flu in the upcoming fall and winter seasons, assuming she could get enough dried to have it on hand. Ragna had gathered enough to form two bundles. Using her teeth she started sorting the herbs into two even-sized bundles.

She worked for a bit then caught the scent of someone nearby. Looking up she spied a yearling, lounging off in the sun. Ragna smiled and called out. "It's a lovely spring day, isn't it?"