Chimera Fields Enter Stage left.

The large male swept across the land like a ghost, his white pelt was mostly white today which was surprising even to himself, he wondered vaguely if he should make and offering soon, He felt he’d be in need of the gods guidance soon.

Though autumn and winter were slowly killing all plant life there were herbs that only could be harvested appropriately in this weather. These elusive plants were what he sought today and he had traveled far and wide in search of them. Slowly he halted and heaved a deep breath casually looking slowly left then right. Though he was looking for plants his bright golden eyes landed on a patch of disturbed soil, was there some food buried here?
He could not help the smile that crept over his maw as he moved over to it and began to dig glancing over his shoulders now and then, hoping the owner of the cache wasn’t about to return.