Wild Berry Meadow set a beggar on horseback and he'll ride to the devil

@Osleya

If asked for directions to a winter wonderland, Tarantula might point someone in the direction of this strange meadow. For even in the clutches of winter, it seemed to bloom, filled with color and greenlife that stood out prominently against the palette of snow surrounding it. The sun was covered and still it was a bright here – inviting to all of his senses.

He investigated the bushes and mounds at a snail’s pace, quiet despite his colossal size. There was the scent of stoat marking the shrub branches and the ground around here, and he was concentrated on unearthing the prey from its hiding spot.