Wild Berry Meadow Sweet is subjective

@Awinita - This can probably take place before you Blackfeather Woods thread if you like. Howl's timeline is a bit up in the air at the moment anyway.

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The sun was casting its bright light through out the day. In this stage of autumn the wind blew often. Bringing a chill to any unprepared wolf. Nothing major, no snow yet, but this sunny day was proving to be out of the ordenary for this time of the year and Howl had no complains. With his darker pelt whatever sunlight did hit him he obsorbed. Making this day especially toasty comparitivly. 

Oh his aimless journey to find what was left of himself, he came to the wild berry meadow. A meadow filled with numerious types of sweet wild berries, though getting to them could be difficult. The thornes on the branches of the bushes proved to be very sharp at times, but it seemed worth it with every bite of berry Howl got in. 

It had been while since he had tasted something sweet, something other then meat. It was a simple pleasure that he hoped would make him happy, despite what had just happened.