Spirits in the Mist [Domari]

The buzzing hum of insects serenaded Dómari as he traveled through the moor. He was wanting to get back into practicing his healing before all the herbs succumbed to the chill of autumn. Of course, he still didn't really feel he knew what he was doing but there were some herbs that he was reasonably good at using. Dandelions were one. It was the first herb he'd learned about and they were very easy to find. He slipped through the murky water and up onto a flatter, dryer part of the moor. Shaking out his coat he continued on. In the stillness of the mist, with no wind to trick his nose he caught the scent of someone nearby. Hmm… his nostrils flared and about the time he recognized the scent as Aurielle there she was. He grinned at her. "Oh! Hey Aurielle, what are you doing out here?" He was so used to seeing her with Regulus that he half expected the man to pop out of the mist as well.