do you like soup? because i don't.

Winter in Auster meant chilly weather full of wet and slushy rain. It wasn't quite his favorite weather, but he wasn't going to really complain either. Even as he sneezed and shivered, trying to fight off a mini cold that his mother insisted was just allergies. Jiro still wasn't feeling pleasant and while everyone else seemed to be busy, he figured he'd try and make something to help him feel better.

Bundled up with a silky fur from a mink, he rummaged through the food stores. Ginger? Maybe. Leek? Didn't sound terrible. Dried venison? Not a bad choice. Honestly, the pup had no idea how to actually make soup, but he had observed his mother making some at some point and it hadn't looked terribly hard. With some random ingredients gathered, he moved over to the hearth where a fire crackled and a pot hung with water, already warmed and near boiling.