Blacktail Deer Plateau Where only brush and Briar grow

Ash Paw woke with a start the air cold. She shivered once and twice and gave a soft pitiful whine. It was upon them quicker than she would like and with that. She darted from the den and traveled. She needed to fill caches for food, but today her mind was on something other than that.

As the cold winds were beginning to blow. She had realized only the night before that she could find an medicinal herb, prevalent in the colder times. Though soon enough it would be gone. Feverfew used for headaches and fevers. Though she would need to be sure to have ginger for the stomach pain that could be caused if chewed in large doses.

Dainty footpaws paced a path through the briars and the brambles. Past the flowers and the trees. She was headed for the flat plateau. Eyes alight for white petals with pretty yellow centers.