Come Little Children I'll Take Thee Away (EBONY)
07-12-2014, 10:06 AM
The little fae started kneading at the snow underfoot. The voices floated around her; bouncing off the trees, off the rocks, off the wolves, and Sindri heard each ricochet to varying degrees. For a moment her attention became focused on marveling at this, but she quickly snapped out of it, fighting hard to focus on the meeting. Finally Katja spoke again, devoting time to answering the questioning boy before addressing the group. Sindri wasn't entirely sure what she wanted to do yet; there wasn't any one thing that interested her. Hunting was out and so was fighting, so if those were the only options given than there was really only one choice for her. "Healing." The choice wasn't exactly a match, but an answer was expected so one was given. Healing were good and all, but she was interested in the plants themselves, not patching up wolves. It would have to do. Speaking - - Thinking |