Old Souls

Drífa smiled at the man and took few steps forward toward the clump. "I do indeed, thank you. My name is Drífa. I take it you're stocking up for the winter to?" She gently sniffed the plant and then reached around to pull the scrap of hide off her back. Laying it down on the ground she reached up to begin stripping leaves off the nearest boneset plant before using her fangs to snip off the top. After she gathered each piece she would set it down on the scrap of hide. It was peaceful out in the evening but she felt a bit of sadness at the shortening of days.