Asahi felt the chill in her bones. She figured she would stop by God's garden again on her quest. Though the frigid temperature was biting her toes and sinking deep into her thin fur. She wasn't meant for this type of weather. She wondered how that garlic they had buried last autumn would make it through this hard freeze. She looked up at the gathering evening, hardly a puff of clouds in the sky. The sunset cast a pinkish glow just before it dipped under the horizon. The night would be frigid and fitful. A shadow caught her attention and she started, sinking down into the frozen landscape. Her breath still puffing into the air. That shape looked familiar! Ellara!
Her panic subsided and she followed the shadow toward a den that smelled like sickness. This was an awful time to be sick! Oh, she hoped Elarra wasn't stricken! Herbs were in short supply, did she find a way to stretch them? She knew of one way to stretch herbs, and that was to substitute them for what you had on hand. Might not be as effective but could help somewhat...
She bowed at the entrance and let out a soft whine, hoping to grab her attention. Did she need any help?
Speech // thought // Nihongo
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Asahi does not typically speak, even sometimes when she wants to.
Her brother Jiro may enter her threads unannounced!
