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The fae's oak eyes lifted in surprise to settle on Ruenna. With a wag of her tail, the leader began to speak only for a muffled sound to escape her mouth around the herbs. Sheepishly, she lowered the bundle to the mossy forest floor. 

"Hello, Rue," she murmured, a friendly smile gracing her worn features. The situation with Grezig, the canid intruders, her exposure to Elixir's illness - all were beginning to take their toll. 

"No, not at the moment. It just seemed prudent to move the herbs to a safe place for the winter - where they won't be scavenged by prey animals or damaged by snowfall."