Bitterroot Valley you said you'd always be there for me

the herbs were good. he drinks in the pride, but is on his feet again after a moment. he could get used to this, gathering herbs. but, as his nose thumbs through the snow, searching for the faintest hint of an earthy scent, his head rose.

...how do we use them when we need them? do they.. eat the roots? crush them and spit them out — yuck.

the dark boy returns to look through the snow. it took longer to find another patch, but now ghelan knew it was worth the trouble.