Star Within The Ashes

Drífa bent her head to gather the meadowsweet. Her head turning elegantly to the side as she snipped a few fronds to add to her pack. It amused her to think that she might seem a herbivore to the inexperienced. A wolf, bending down to eat grass. She glanced up at the strange beast again as he explained how he'd arrived just before the volcano's eruption. Unfortunate timing but he seemed to be doing well. She bent her head to pick a few more fronds til she was satisfied.

She nodded. "Yes, I am. Trying to find what I can in these, as you said, leaner pickings." She carefully wrapped the herbs and placed them in her bag. "My name is Drífa? May I have the pleasure of knowing yours? And, if you don't mind me asking, what manner of creature are you? I have never seen a horse with a horn before, let alone one that glows."