It had been another long day and quite chilly outside. she didnt mind roaming the forest in the spring or summer, or heck even in the fall before it got to cold, but walking around in the often dark forest to pick some berries should have been out of the question. oh well, she thought, i must do what i have to do. the berries, which she carried in her small basket would be used as medicine in one way or another; therefore if the berries where still in season, she must be as well. she looked up as she came toward the cafe. just what she needed. she opened the door and walked in, finding herself a seat at a table, ready for a glass of water.