Planning For Tomorrow

"Well, this place is a start." Lúta glanced to Ragna and the macaque nodded before heading west while Lúta worked her way around the east edge of the lake. She was on the hunt for Angelica root. From what she knew the plant liked moist lands and with any luck she could find some here. The land had started to recover over the summer but it still looked scarred. While the grasses and smaller plants were starting to bounce back all that remained of the trees were blackened trunks. Only a few were left standing.

Lúta bent her head and tested the scents along the ground. There were numerous plant scents overlaying the general smell of ash and char. Nothing concrete enough to track so she carried on, keeping her senses alert.