Sunset Valley Where to now?

this was a flighty creature indeed. she wondered if he would make it through the world - although not because she truly cared - she was hungry, and hosannah was not afraid to eat her own kind. this thought, of making him a meal, was short-lived. he was out of sorts and quite a submissive thing, which appealed to her.

without thinking too hard on the subject, she commented swiftly by saying:

it seems our paths were meant to cross. she smiled to him. it was a thin expression, clearly not a heartfelt one. it was like slipping on a mask. you are alone, no doubt in need of many things... which i could provide for you. if you are worthy of it. again she squints, although it is mostly the natural shape of her eye that makes her look like a fox, or perhaps a weasel. this land is dying, and you will die upon it without care. will you let me help you?