Wild Berry Meadow each like a corpse within its grave, until

@Arty thank you for your patience! <3

The meadow has quickly become a favorite place of his, a home away from home. The respite from the onset of winter is oddly soothing at times, though the wraith can't stand it for very long. He prefers the cold; needs it, in some ways. But he's learning that he needs warmth, too. So he takes his daily hunting trip to the meadow, tracking a scent that he hopes will become dinner for Phillip. It's a little faint, so he isn't optimistic about it, but he knows there will be other prey in the meadow. It's a fairly popular spot.