Dragoncrest Cliffs Petalite

she ushered the girl back to the den, shaking the snow from her fur when she ducked inside. she hadn't been around for that long-- it wasn't like she was a seasoned elder who knew everything. she'd just always sort of known things about weather and plants. she'd hung around them for so damn long she just learned things as she went. she did, however, remember where she learned about the wonderful thing that thunder snow was. "there was this old witch back in my birth pack that used to ramble on about the weather. she believed in omens and such, thought she could control it by burning certain herbs... it only worked sometimes, but she used to talk about thunder snow all the time. this is my first experience with it."