Phoenix Maplewood Looking For Some Herbs

Spring obeyed Reek’s command quickly.  Trotting away to go get the fern.  It was only one small strand, with only one fourth of it’s leaves left, but it was better than nothing.  Spring picked it up, heading towards the cache, to dispose of it, until it was needed.

Reaching the cache, Spring dropped the fern.  Then padded out, feeling a cold wind slice through her pelt, the female could not wait until Spring came around, when the harsh climate exploded with life once more, but until then she would just have to tough it out with everyone else in the Maplewood.  Spring walked back towards the spot where she had communicated with Reek earlier.  Only this time she found herself daydreaming about the Spring that would surely and hopefully come here soon.

Okay me too!  Fading Out Here