Blackfoot Forest All the plants in the world, it’s a party.

"So - the name "famine food" pretty much sums up, what it means," Wraen began, the details of the story clear in her mind, but struggling a bit to find the right words for introduction and going over to the subject. 

"It is something you eat, when you are desperate and want to die later than sooner," she went on, "they are not very nutritious, but they fill your stomach, keeps it busy and the ache away, until you get lucky and find something more useful."

"These blueberry bushes are good for that purpose," she pointed out to the ones nearby and found that they had ripe berries as well. She plucked a few and after two chews swallowed them. "Sorry - the berries are edible, but hardly present during the winter. Where was I... oh..." she pawed at the moss, "this works well for a while and - old wolf's scruff - it's kind of furry looking plant that grows on trees and hangs down. Reminds you of unkempt fur."

"And though it is not related to plants - picking up, whatever deer leave behind, is even better than plant matter. Of course, there is a possibility that, where there are droppings, there are huntable material around as well," she finished.