Northstar Vale you are my friend

A simper nothing short of impish graced her marred lips, at that; it did nothing to coax the pride from her once more, and took everything within to smother it to muted joy once more. She had not been near that briarforest for some time, but knew well that it was where the druids now settled; and had no qualms towards them, naturally, other than mere curiosity. As far as all else that Bhediya conjured up ... "That is well,"  overall, for both her own foundings and the traipsing.

Hesitation for a few heartbeats, then, before:  "If your travels mean to take you further, I would be honored if you would join me on my patrol — perhaps?"  Whether through the very valley, or wending through the circlet of spires; she would be remiss to miss an opportunity to get to know fellow settlers.  ... Of course, the sibyl could very well decline, and Undómiel would let bygones be bygones; but it was quite the least that she could do, no?