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She had never minded the rain, even freezing rain like this one. She’d spent so much of her time in water, perfecting her craft, that Druid almost thought of herself as amphibious. That thought made her grin, even as she shivered at the icy water sluicing off her flanks. Patrols needed to be done, rain or shine.

The smile dropped from her face when she saw a pale figure ahead through the misty rainfall. A growl bubbled in her throat before Druid could think to stop it. Her tail arced over her back, flinging cold water as she marched over to the unwanted guest lurking at the edge of Rivenwood.

You’re, she rumbled rather grumpily at the soaking woman, eyes raking over her and abruptly changing her tune. Heda?