Emberwood coquilles.

Stryx added to her mental notes about the woman, her scent, and the previously mentioned direction of her home territory, and added the extra details in to the mix; she would keep her eyes out for another mountain and her nose ready for willow trees, which she now could identify as the floral-grassy scent upon Lumiya.

When the woman made her departure Stryx nodded, wishing her well. Safe travels. I will not be long; I haven't been this way before and wanted to map the area a little bit - ah, so see you soon. She didn't want to include additional truth of the matter: Stryx was already very nervous about her pledge. But without anything else to add, she turned and began navigating her way through the bog away from Lumiya. They would see one another soon.