gin-senging in the rain (snow)

Rhyme waded through the snow to find the spot he was looking for. Most plants were impossible to harvest this time of year. With snow covering the ground and most retreating all of their energy to their roots for the cold season. Abaven wasn’t terribly hard off, they had enough supplies to see them through to the Spring when everything began to grow again.

Right now though Rhyme was looking for something special. He wanted to surprise Samara with a bit of fresh ginseng tea. If he could remember where this darn patch was. The once alpha dug through the snow under a particularly massive oak tree. His dark tail wagged frustratedly at his hips as his grizzled features sniffed at the cold and frozen ground.