practically a master

The cooler temperatures of the north suited her well enough. Each day she was adapting more and more to the Armada's new territory but the one major disadvantage of moving north was that winter came swift and sharp. In the southern territories she could still find various herbs into the early parts of winter, but now? Gossamer trudged through the snow, brow furrowed. Well, there was always bark. Various trees and shrubs had a number of usefull barks she could nip bits and pieces of and the woods were full of trees.

Gossamer worked her way deeper into the forest when she spied Ophelia. It felt like forever since they'd had a day to just hang out. "Hey Ophie! Out exploring?"