Redsand Canyon Wolf Moon

She deflated internally, and somewhat visibly, at the rundown of what kind of pack this was. Exactly the kind I won't fit into... She thought, as she glanced away to the side, wrestling with whether or not she dare move on. But no. She had come so far as to inquire. She might as well go out on a limb here.

"I...doubt you would have much use for someone like me." She began, her voice quiet. Frail, with no trace of confidence. "I have only ever studied medicinal plants and the healing arts. But...not extensively. Not enough to put anything into practice."

She looked up at them again, briefly noting the pale, silver-white youth to the side. Her eyes flashed. Not with anger or bitterness. But resolve. Determination. "But I can learn. I want to. I am sick of being so useless. Of being sheltered all my life. Please, give me this chance to change."