Wapun Meadow beauty of the sun

Little flowers sprouting underfoot meant that new and different herbs would be budding as well. Evien was traveling around in search of medicines to add to his repertoire, which was a small stash of rosehips, dry moss, western red cedar, and bergamot that he kept in the smaller den up above the large one for the patients. 

Green eyes flickered around as he took in the sprouting foliage, a smile crossing his lips, until he spotted something white standing starkly against the field ahead. Another wolf, small like himself, and also admiring the new growth.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" he asked as he approached, tail wagging slowly.