Sunbeam Lair [m] Just give it time, the sands will pass

She had allowed Prowler to grasp onto her back for a bit of respite from the constant traveling. But when she heard something from within a cave, Fiona shook off the bandit and gestured toward a nearby tree. No use in risking her familiar's life with a stranger, and the witch of Greenroot knew that the raccoon would be safer away from the sharp teeth of anyone she could not trust.

As she entered the cave, and her eyes adjusted to the darker scene, she focused on the lone figure in the center, weeping. Hey, are you... alright? Wanna talk about it?