winter forage

Satira followed behind him, having much easier of a time in the snow as her huge uncle pushed it all out of the way for her tiny paws. He smiled as he looked back over his shoulder as her as she parsed through all of the frozen plants he revealed. Indigo was slow going, so he hadn’t gotten more than a step or two when he heard Satira’s soft voice behind him.

She easily gained his attention, and the maned man turned around, blue eyes falling on the frozen plant. He was very impressed she could so easily identify the plant with it being so damaged from the cold. Valerian root. Indigo grinned proudly at her as she carefully harvested the plants from the cold ground. The snow had actually acted as protection and insulation. "Your dad was right, good job in remembering." He praised her softly before his attention shifted to Keelin as she harvested Willow bark a ways off and the young Scylla spoke up about the cattails that she had found. Indy wasn’t about to go out onto the frozen water, so she was the perfect she wolf to gather the useful plant.

"Speech"