Bramblepoint Strength comes from the good things

Siarut was perplexed by the woman in the tree. Not only had he never seen a wolf in a tree but he had never encountered a witch before either. He stayed on his guard checking over his shoulder to make sure there were no others, before returning his own green gaze to the girl in the tree.

"You're a witch?" He couldn't hold his disbelieve from his voice. "And what do witches do exactly?" He was very new at this, and so sought out the facts.