Herbalists' Cache like the river runs

the past month had been anything but kind to the ghost and yet, her heart still bet and her paws still moved. most importantly though, siding that day which she'd grown to accept would remain lost to her forever...her memories remained intact. not that they were the best ones to look back on, a lot of hunger, pain, shock...yet she'd seen such drastic beauty too. a little upside to the fact that the entire world seemed to have become one big downside but she would cling to what she could, so was the way of survival. the coast had been a risky guideline but with nothing else to aid her, the woman had travelled it for...countless weeks until eventually obeying nature's warnings and wandering inland after almost getting swallowed up by the waters that continued to eat away at the edges of the earth. it seemed to all lead up to one big master plan, drive them from the edges so that they all met in the middle and then, the earth could swallow them all. she'd long ago stopped asking why for fear that it could be the result of her own mind betraying her for the shadows that always pattered around tauntingly at the edges. she tried so deperately to ignore their increasing strength, much like the waves, they were closing in on her.

if she'd thought the sea drowning the earth was bad, each inhale here brought with it the gagging aroma of smoke and..burning. paws sifted through substances as soft as the sand she'd grown so accustomed to but there was something just so wrong about this. it fell softly from the sky, appearing to the eye as something as innocent as snow but her other senses would not be fooled. it smelled like burning, crumbled to nothing at a sweep of her paw and did not grant her the refreshing relief of frozen water on her tongue, no this would sear your lungs as it choked you. it was as if she were walking through death itself, never had she imagined the end of life as a physical form but this substance....this silent, deadly thing...when all living creatures were gone it was not hard to imagine this choking the land itself until there truly was nothing.

then, from the ashes came a flame..dark eyes narrowed against the form, he was the wolf embodiment of the fire she could smell on the breeze and for a moment her uneasy mind tripped and whispered warnings that this...flaming creature could be the cause of everything. yet then as quick as it came over her it was gone and he was but a wolf with an uncannily suiting pelt for their location. shaking her head sharply, she tries to focus against the bleariness associated with hunger..this was the first wolf she'd seen in forever. hesitantly she roams close, silent and ghostly until she reaches her splash of colour. "do you know.." there's no need to finish the soft exhale as dark eyes sweep once over the stuff that surrounded them. it was unlikely he'd have an answer for her but it seemed foolish not to attempt to ask.