Jade Fern Grove circle of life

Rivenwood was living up to its name these days. Druid knew @Heda needed her help, though all she could do was huddle with her children for a few days. She existed in a bubble there with them, recharging. After all, she couldn’t pour from an empty cup.

But this morning, she burst it. She didn’t go looking for her sister right away, instead deciding on a few ways to support her more indirectly. Druid started with a patrol, then decided to do a supply run. She would gather some materials for their medical stores, then head out to hunt some small game.

After dropping her latest bundle in an old stump at the southern edge of The Pharmacy, Druid made her way toward the nearby creek. She stepped right into the water, then reached up a forepaw to rub at her temple. The air was close, the August sun beating down on the top of her head and back, and she could feel a headache getting started.

It abated and, feeling a touch cooler, Druid waded back onto the bank. She shook out her feet, then decided to head west toward the gateway, then beyond it. She was loath to leave the bypass, though the recent memory of Heda dancing in the nearby fern grove drew her there to begin her hunt.