Redsand Canyon hactenus

She had come to accept the feeling that any interaction she had with either the Matrona or the Imperator, though this was her first, was going to feel like a test. It had been similar to Ruenna hitting her from all sides with questions during her initial recruitment. She knew that a medic would always have a place within a Military Outpost, but she was very aware of the difference in standards that existed between the military and civilian ranks, and she simply sought to prove her worth. A day would come where her worth would pay off, but until then she’d drive herself into the ground if she had to. It was simply her nature to serve at the pleasure.
 
The question fell and she paused, taking a full stock for the moment of the space she currently had. “Tools are always welcome; I will always have a use for them here, especially anything that might help me carve out the grooves for storage. They take time currently to manifest… space with time… with winter already settled in I doubt I’ll have the capacities to expand, but come summer there is much more than can be done.” Any time after the first frost was perilous for plants, especially when one was just starting to initiate their stores.