Herbalists' Cache and made Verona's ancient citizens

Sif's ears twiched at the sound of the other's voice, her head soon following in a curious quirk. She knew all those words, of course, and realized that the woman spoke of her. To her? It was hard to tell.

"Dark girl," said Sif, mumbling around the leaf that was still hanging from her mouth. "Dark eyes." Perhaps describing each other was something that wolves in this land did when first meeting?

Feeling as though she'd totally nailed it, Sif padded a bit closer to the other female, ears cupped forward in interest. Although she'd had a few bad experiences with others in this land, she'd gained confidence from her agreement to travel with Wardruna. Besides - everyone had been really nice to her since then.

"Skinny," Sif added, nose wrinkling in displeasure.