Old Souls

Drífa carefully wrapped the boneset in her deer hide. She could dry it out here in the steppe but she had her own set up for drying herbs and she would rather take them back there. She was still enjoying the young man's company and decided that she would craft some pottery while she was here. There was a stream nearby and judging from the texture of the soil she felt it would be a good place to find clay. She smiled at Chrysanthos. "Thank you for the offer but I'm a northern wolf through and through." At least for now. She would hope that if she chose to give a pack of Boreas a try that she could at least stay in a familiar environment. "I'm going to work on some pottery if you don't mind." She moved to the stream and began walking along it.