Ásvor wasn't quite sure what to do with herself lately. The yearling was grateful, at least, that she'd gotten a small healing lesson. It wasn't much, but it was something to work with at least. She'd taken a bit of the salvia that the woman in the caverns had found, and she'd enjoyed its effects. Still.. she didn't know how much was too much and, since she was alone most of the time, the last thing she needed was to take too much. She shivered at the thought as she rounded one of the hills in this strange place, panting just slightly as she neared the peak of it.
This terrain was unusual, and she was hoping she'd find something entertaining soon. It was strange that she hadn't seen any of her family for this long. It wasn't a pleasant thought, but she'd never been raised to be dependent on them anyway. She slowed her pace, struggling to catch her breath from the short hike as she looked out across the hills. This particular one had been a good find, and provided a good vantage point. She was thoughtful as she peered out over the uneven landscape, searching for anything that might be even mildly interesting on this cool winter day. It was nothing like the north, not at all - had it even snowed yet? She'd only seen a few brief bouts of snowfall, and it had melted almost as quickly as it had hit the ground.
