Wilted Winter

The girl had been quietly training when she wasn't with the Nomads. They were certainly an interesting bunch, though they were full of knowledge and stories. She enjoyed spending time with them, though it was high time she returned home to continue her studies and apply the things she had learned from them. Long-standing friends of the Adravendi, Amory knew she was always welcome to return to them whenever she wished. But for now, she sought out her den so she could put away the bundle of trinkets and herbs she had acquired from their extended family.

Upon seeing the communal den, her tail wagged with delight as she drew closer. Though the wag stopped when she noticed her garden. With the onset of winter, she had completely forgotten to secure it for the season, and the plants she had learned to grow were now brown and wilted. Frowning, she sighed as she walked past and headed down into her part of the den. She passed the warmth of the fire that kept the place warm, though she didn't stop to enjoy it quite yet. Placing her bundle down on a carpet of furs she had laid out, she hurried back out to her garden to see if there was anything she could salvage.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think