Wild Berry Meadow pull the trigger

avicus was gone. toad followed her scent until it wavered, but had continued onward, determined not to give up. she was merrick's blood; thus the heart of ursus, born to carry on the legacy of the bearwolves in due time. and so she must be retrieved. 

the meadow he was in was quite pleasant; he would've loved to have seen it in the spring, and wondered if it would bloom with flowers like the meadow back home. flowers, toad missed them. the cold season was far from his favorite. up ahead a dark figure sat- and though he was used to warning away visitors from ursus' meadow, this was neutral ground. toad pulled closer, chuffing lowly in greeting.