After All

Drífa smiled das the young woman spoke. Ah, another healer. It was good to know she wasn't the only one out and about. The older woman had to admit she missed the company of fellow healers, someone to talk with and share the trials of being a healer with. "The same. I am late in my gathering for winter and I seek to make up lost ground. If you care to join me I'm on the hunt for some yarrow. What is it you're looking for?" She turned and paused, a gesture inviting the woman to join her on her search. Of course, if the girl was looking for something else she was welcome to continue her search. Drífa smiled to herself. The young woman. Why was it now everyone even remotely younger than her seemed like a child in her eyes?

"My name is Drífa by the way, what is yours?"