Herbalists' Cache When choices end, you must defend

Large black body moved through the forest and the trees. It was amazing to him that most of the land was untouched by snow, because frankly put the trees were too dense to let anything near it. He had to admit he didn't like not hearing a bubbling river, but this was a dream for any wolves he knew that were of the medicinal persuasion.

He was thrown from his thoughts by the sound of another nearby and lifted his large head to stare past the trees and into the gloom. Blue eyes assessing whomever or whatever was there. An athletic shape unfolded from the trees and river guardian chuffed in hello and then waited and watched.