Redsand Canyon idol

She had given her body a few days to recover in the sense that she had not immediately sought out a spar in the days following her spar with Germanicus, not use to the feeling of being so deeply bruised from the actions of another. Instead she had focused on her duties as a healer.
 
She was carrying scrub pine needles, replacing that which she and Kallik both had used in their treatments when she noticed a petite red girl, curiosity lighting her eyes as she laid out several small furs against the ground. This must be Tamar that the Lady Ruenna mentioned, right? Ruenna had called her a housekeeper though the term was foreign to Aquene.
 
“Hello.” She greeted in a friendly manner as she set the scrub pine needles to the side where they would be sheltered from the wind. “What are you doing?” She asked curiously, wondering what the woman’s intent was with her current task.