Racing the Frost

Suriel's puppy coat still wasn't quite thick enough to shield her from the season's first frost. No matter how much she fluffed out her fur the breeze still needled its way through and almost made her shiver. Almost, because she was too strong for a silly little thing like a chill to bother her. In fact, she turned her face into the breeze just to prove how unbothered she was and considered sticking her tongue out too, just to be thorough about things.

The sun had risen not long ago, and it looked like another day when the older wolves would be busy running around doing important old person things, whatever that meant. She could tell something was going on but whenever she got close enough to listen they would start talking about stuff that didn't really matter at all, like the weather or the color of the leaves changing. Oh well, more time to explore and investigate!

Mama said soon it would get so cold all the grass and leaves and fruits would turn brown. Suriel had a hard time imagining that, but her Mama wouldn't lie about anything so it must be true. She also knew that some plants were important, and even if she didn't know which ones exactly she'd bet she could find some cool looking ones that the healers would definitely want to save. And if they were too busy being old and busy, she'd just have to do it for them!

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