Her cheerful greeting was met with a harsh growl and a flash of angry mismatched eyes. Oh dear, the poor girl was mad about something. Maybe the slender wolfdog could help?
Wispy pointed ears tilted as her head did. Wildflower eyes measured the steps and the breathing of the pale rainbow girl. The girl slipped out of view in between the trees. Morwenna chose to follow despite the warning, she was a healer and someone was in obvious distress or just cranky. The Raiders were on the testier side of folk.
"Oh, It's all right. I'm a healer," She mentioned, stepping closer, "I'm Morwenna. Maybe I can help with what's going on?" She asked, setting the bundle of herbs aside, a spindly leg lifted in warm curiosity.
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