ardent

Treading on thin ice

Rœkia



Briar

The Hallows
Lady of Cinder

Master Fighter (245)

Master Intellectual (240)

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age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
475
size
Large
build
Light
posts
721
player
Shelby

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Briar's attention got pulled away as Marigold tapped her hip, causing her to turn her head away from the willow tree she was walking toward till she spotted the gray and black woman that she had previously seen out here being attacked by a bear. She hadn't expected to run into the other woman again so soon, but she wasn't opposed to it either. She happened to look in the loner's direction as she was beginning to wash off some kind of roots in one of the icy streams and that certainly caught her interest and had her abandoning her original purpose for being here. As she approached Rœkia, she smiled and dipped her head in greeting. "Hello again," she said in return. Nodding toward the freshly cleaned roots that were laying on top of the snow beside her, Briar asked, "What sort of roots are those?" The only herb she had learned so far that she would typically use the roots from was dandelion, but there certainly wasn't any of that growing right now and it looked different from the thin roots of the yellow flower.

"Briar" | "Marigold"