Rise your head, rise your heart

Lyric wanted to both find medicinal herbs and time out from Abaven, these little isolation trips from his pack were becoming more frequent as time passed. He just wanted to work on his problems, on the grieving heart he still carried. It was dumb to being like this still, after being told he was loved. Beat,Twig and Theory always made him feel like that. But recovering was an slow process, even slower than any wound or burn. Mental heatlh was harder to fix.

He walked alone, not even accompanied by Lola. He had told her to wait home for him, that she could rest. He didn't want to exploit his only friend. A friend that wasn't even a wolf. He didn't have any, none as he hasn't given opportunities nor given the first step himself.

He sighed as he reached now the frozen pools, with the roots to the bottom with some frost. It could be a dangerous trip down, but he had no choice. He needed the rare herbs below if there were any. And like that with a lot of care he reached the natural greenhouse.

"Talk"