Whitewater Gorge And all those evenings

she was rather relieved when the woman turned at her little chuff of greeting with a warmer glint to eyes that could perhaps be similar in colouring to hers was it not for the void, icy undertones that left tundra's so much blacker in appearance to the other's more chocolate coloured eyes. when she's greeted with a soft 'hello' accompanied by a calm wag of of her tail, tundra feels her muscles relax slightly. this could perhaps be the first time she'd been in the company of another that she was close to certain of them certainly not being a threat and she was surprised by just how comforting that was to the tired warrior.

her head dips slightly in greeting as she studies the other with slight curiosity. there was a strength to the woman despite her friendliness and the similar condition of her scarred form didn't go unnoticed. not exactly sure on what to say now that she'd captured her company's attention she shifts her gaze to the uprooted plant- simply murmuring "comfrey right?" her medical knowledge lacked incredibly but she'd spent enough time in the company of healers either for herself or a fallen comrade to have picked up on a couple of things.