Shadewood tlaloc

He had removed the bones and herbs from his bag, placing them in his den before he set out to find what herbs remained before frost finally came, locking the precious plants away until spring. As he gathered, he did not discriminate; any healing herbs were useful now, with his job on the line. While he would love to have nightshade or hemlock, such plants would contaminate the others. The search for those beauties would be saved for later.

The Doktor carried quite a bounty with him in his bag, but it was still not enough. More herbs abounded somewhere. Luckily for him, even at the cusp of winter, the Hinterlands were still a place of plenty. And he was not alone I'm his search for last minute herbs. The familiar, female scent of the Malkaria caught his nose, dragging him from his search to greet this new test subject packmate of his. You are Malkaria, no, Fräulein? He approached her, smirking over the bag held tight in his jaws.