Razorback Ridge Winter at it's finest

The harsh wind was bitterly cold and it wouldn’t cease to blow towards the south. The lithe branches were agitated simultaneously, sighing softly in the air. Ace reacted swiftly when the thyme was moving again on the ground. He was able to hold the frozen plant in time with his front paws. He never thought that today would be so windy. Walking in the strong wind could be very dangerous. The trees could collapse and hurt someone. The brute looked down at the female wolf, his black fur still fluttering into disarray. “This plant is called thyme. It’s a special herb that can benefit your health. I use it a lot when I’m sick. If you ever have a sore throat, try to drink fresh water with chopped thyme. It will heal your throat like magic. Trust me. The thyme can also eliminate the bad bacteria in your stomach.” He nodded serenely before speaking again. “Plus, this herb is very good for skin infections.” He said softly with a weak smile that flickered across his face. Ace quickly flicked his gaze in the direction of the trees. He cast a cautions glance and scrutinized each of them. The trees were moving in the wind like madness, but they were solid for now. He hoped that none of them would fall down.