Leaf Litter [Ysmir]

Dagrún yawned and stretched before rolling onto her right side and gazing out across the range. She'd made a bed of fallen leaves and she'd only meant to stay there for a little bit but the moment she'd flopped down it was like a great exhaustion washed over her. She couldn't explain it. It wasn't like she'd been doing that much. In truth she was still pouting over her losses at the tournament. Knocked out in the first round! How could she ever face her parents after that? She sighed heavily, the leaves nearest to her nose scattering away from her. Maybe she should do some exploring. She'd heard about a place called the Time's Cavern that lay south of Fireside. That might be worth a look, but she wasn't keen to go alone.