Even with his pale coat the summer seemed to be much hotter than previous ones he'd experienced in the lore. He'd taken to staying in the infirmary den during the days and collecting his herbs and plants at night. It was time to start preparing for winter with summer ending soon enough. The healer found himself looking forward to the cooler months that lay ahead.
The moon shone overhead as he made his way past the border and down towards the lake. He didn't have any plans as to where he would be going that night. Emrys thought he’d go where his nose took him in his search, he planned to have the medicinal cache well stocked before winter began. He was a little worried that might not happen with the heat causing many plants to die before it was time.
The white wolf stopped just before reaching the waters edge to nose through the underbrush in case there was something of use hiding there.