King Elk Forest we were hoping for some romance, all we found was more despair

hello! hope you don't mind me slipping in here even if Anatha isn't quite official.

The girl's hard edges have been softened by a few good meals and a place to bed without worry, and she finds she isn't tired all the time, anymore. It leaves more time for trivial things; such as exploring the territory she roams now, and finding the mint plant. It is old, withered and frost-burned, but it is mint all the same. 

She rips away a strand, working on covering the little treasure with boughs to keep it sheltered from the cold, something she hopes will keep it alive a little longer. It's been lucky thus far, hasn't it? Snatching up her strand, she searches for a place to gnaw on the leaves she loves so, but instead runs into the boy she met at the borders; Delight. She stops still, clutching her strand and blinking at the male who is quite suddenly before her.