Sleeping Dragon east coast winters

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Chessur always got an early start. Gona habits, but also she was getting ready for another herb stocking run. She wanted to make the most out of Drageda's caches before they ran dry, so she decided that she should try by the river and see if she could find some thyme or watermint. She ran as fast as possible, she liked to be where she was supposed to be in as short amount of time as possible. Soon she came to find a nice winding river, engraved into the rocky terrain like cursive upon a wedding ring. 

She walked up and down the span of the river, searching for the herbs she was looking for, but instead of thyme and water mint, the red furred woman found a wolf. A younger female cloaked in light, with amber eyes like her own. She watched the female from far away for a moment, from how young she looked, she wondered if this was one of Gavriel's pups that Portia has spoken about. She barked to eat the girl's attention, her stance wide yet open. She had no intention to spook the child, only to meet her.