Autumn Wildflowers

Gossamer eyed the yarrow plant, reaching up to gently touch it with her paws. The little bunches of white flowers were still in bloom but she could see where the petals were starting to fall. She glanced back over at Ásta who had just finished getting a fire started by striking some metal stick against a chunk of flint. Well, she supposed she better get busy. If she remember right she didn't need the root or anything for this. Gossamer bent her head and started to chew on the base of the yarrow. Ásta was going to show her how to make yarrow tea for the colder seasons. Apparently it could make patients with a cold or flu feel better. Gossamer chewed off a couple stalks and carried them over to where the fox was working. She set them down and then licked at her teeth where a shred of the plant stem had gotten stuck.