Permafrost Hollows clothed her in leaves and buds of crimson core

alright! <3

She's slow to stand, only starting to rise when Derg nudges her, though her expression is eager; she just finds difficulty, sometimes, in forcing herself to move when she knows the action will hurt. But she rises without complaint, tail swishing as she follows him out of the den. She's a little surprised when he tells her to take the lead — she's not really sure where anything is, or where she would want to go. But she figures it's a good opportunity to learn, so she offers a nod in response, then pauses a beat before picking a direction and setting off. Any uncertainty she might feel about the decision is muted by Derg's presence; even if she loses her way, he always seems to know where they are.