Skill: Florist

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Pasi found a present tree!
It has given her a warm pelt-coat and a large doe!

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The goddess wasn't one for the cold weather, and she'd stayed mostly in her den since the flurries started, watching them fly past her cave as she busied herself with her floral arragements, her garden had died but it would come back new and beautiful... And at least she had the flowers she'd plucked and dried for the time being.

She placed a pink hibiscus next to an orange one before shifting it a little bit to a more cocked position before stepping back and smiling at the gorgeous display of many different blooms and colors scattered across the back wall of her tiny home.

The snow seemed to have stopped, her stomach rumbled to remind her she hadn't eaten in a couple days and she scowled with hunger... She needed to find a meal...

Pasithea wasn't a hunter, she was very small and had a hard time catching anything larger than herself, her prey often being rodents such as rats mice and hare, or if she got lucky something from the Cache that had been there for a few days...

Shrugging she decided she wanted fresh food and set out to find something to eat.

She stepped from her small cave above the shore and sunk into the snow, feeling herself fall halfway in and groaned as she hopped her way further into the territory. Sinking into the banks of snow that the blizzards had created she struggled and struggled her way further into the lands. She had decided that she wasn't going to find any food in this and went to turn around to head back towards the cache when she smelled it...

Fresh food...

Her head perked above the snowline and she looked around to find a clearing not to far from where she was. Grunting and hopping her way through the deep snow she finally made it and panted once she had reached the clearing. A tiny salmon tongue hung from her lips as she did her best to catch her breath, once she arrived she found a carcass of a freshly killed deer at her feet.

Pasi squealed with joy and hopped on her toes, nearly skipping in place as she thanked the gods and tore into her meal. She spent a good while filling herself full, her jowls splattered with blood from the fresh supper and sat back on her tiny haunches once she had finished.

Before her stood a single fir tree, something large and towering. Pasithea shuddered in the cold as a breeze rolled through and ruffled her pelt the wrong way, she shook and made a soft sound before cocking her head to the left... There was something inside it...

Taking herself to the base of the tree she peered inside, and right at eye level was a thing shoved into the giants branches. The fingers clung to something that was a soft orange and alabaster, reaching her face inside she closed her eyes and wrapped lips and front teeth around whatever it was that lay nestled inside.

She tugged and tugged and once she had finally pulled the thing from the confines of the green arms and fingers she rolled back and landed on her bottom.

oof! She exclaimed with a small giggle. Finally able to observe the thing she squealed in joy once more... It was a pelt...

She didn't know what kind it was but it was large enough for her to drape over her shoulders. It had a headpiece so she would be able to place it's head on her own and wear the skin like another's. It was a soft orange and white, a mixture like a cat's, though much larger. Snuggling into it she smiled and sighed from the warmth that spread through her...

What a wonderful present she'd been blessed with!

Thank the gods!

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others please still feel welcome to hop in anytime :>

Winter had fully begun to set in, as the former autumn chill had given way for the type of cold that chills you right to the bone. This was how Huā felt that morning on her usual stroll- it was always important to keep the border markers fresh, but she half-considered going back to the warmth and comfort of her den to get away from the freezing air. No, maybe someday she could have such luxuries to truly be treated as an empress, one who could longue around while others did the work- but they were a small group, and every wolf counted. Huā knew her responsibilities were just as important as everyone else, so she pushed forward in spite of the weather.

Somewhere along her way she caught the scent of Pasithea, one of the former Cirein ladies- and the scent of a fresh deer blood? She was perplexed, considering that the stormy-furred woman did not seem to be the type who could bring down an adult ungulate on her own. It would be quite impressive if she had done so, and for a moment Huā felt guilty, wondering if she had misjudged her with such assumptions based on her size.

Nevertheless, she followed the trail, wanting to ensure everything was alright.

It lead her to a clearing with a single tall evergreen tree, and before it Pasithea stood, blood splattered around her maw and an animal's pelt draped over her shoulders. Huā's seaglass gaze flickered to the corpse beside her, well-eaten and still looking fresh despite the snow beneath their feet. It was clear the thing had not starved, nor frozen to death, and so Huā looked to Pasithea with awe. Did you kill this one all by yourself? She exclaimed, unable to hide the excitement in her voice. You must be an amazing hunter, She breathed as she padded closer.

It was then she noticed something else in the fronds of the thick tree, squinting as she recognized the object's presence. Hey, what is... Huā approached the tree, reaching into the foliage with her muzzle and yanking out... a rolled-up seal skin. It was a pale grey, with darker grey spots, smooth and soft to the touch. As she set it down, it unraveled from its rolled-up shape to reveal a huge, fresh lobster, along with a plethora of smaller seafish and oysters.

搞什么鬼? (What the hell?) She breathed out in disbelief, shaking her head slightly. She looked back to Pasithea, Where did all this stuff come from? She almost mentioned the gods, but held her tongue, unsure of Pasithea's beliefs. But what else could create something so strange? Huā had to think it was the blessings of the sea and moon, smiling upon the beginnings of their little oceanside empire.