Looking to the future

She continued on, forging her own path as she traversed the forest. Kiela noticed a second too late that she'd suddenly stepped on one of those crystals- it'd been cleverly disguised by a snow drift, and she hadn't seen it until she'd stepped down on it and felt the sharp rock slice her pawpad. The injury was minor, she could tell by a quick look at it, but she saw the small trail of blood pooling around her paw in the stark white snow. It'd heal up fine on his own and wouldn't slow her down any, so she continued along... only stopping when her vision began to fade. Had she bled that much? Surely not. But she felt herself growing faint as mist filled her vision and a strange figure appeared before her, offering up goods on some sort of table. She was hardly the type to care much for material items but the vial with the handle seemed... intriguing. Even if she didn't take it with her, perhaps she could hide it somewhere for later if she decided to recover it. "I'll take... that," she gestured with her injured paw toward the mushroom-based acid. Her mind was hazy; she wasn't even sure if she was dreaming or not. If she was, what could all this mean?