Kildeer Rest otter boy

k’edghildza shook her head softly, her dark fur brushing against the pale backdrop of snow as she moved. her eyes held a quiet certainty, a knowing that seemed to outweigh the boy’s doubts. without a word, she turned, her tail swishing lightly behind her as she led him toward the clearing.

her steps were deliberate, steady, the weight of her experience guiding her path. when they reached the spot where the caribou had grazed, she paused, her gaze dropping to the snow-covered ground. with careful precision, she used her paw to brush away the surface layer, revealing a patch of greenery beneath.

see? she said, her voice gentle, tinged with a touch of amusement. they hide.

she nudged the exposed herbs lightly with her nose, the faint scent of their medicinal properties wafting into the cold air. her expression softened, a rare smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she glanced back at him.

we gather, she added simply, as though it were the most natural thing in the world. with that, she stepped aside, giving him space to join her in the small but meaningful task.