Tuktu Weir Did we meet the other night?

The Hinterlands were not frequently much, if at all, lately. But he saw sense in visiting them. Holland also nosed along, uttering grumbles to himself and collecting as he went. His right foreleg was wrapped in a heavy cobweb that he had managed to find in a cave. Then he found more. Glorious.

More or less limping his way back to the Glen, he paused when he smelt a woman's scent. Typically he wouldn't care. He'd leave her alone, but when he actually spotted her... Well, he was experienced to know that she was rummaging around looking for something. And that typically meant she was...

A healer?

He approached awkwardly, lifting his right leg and hobbling along. Holland chuffed softly to her, not wanting to scare the woman but wanting to know what she was looking for.