Raven's Watch Shinåb

“Not you,” she confesses then with a sheepish look, lifting a paw from the water to show him the opened blisters on her sole. “I’ve been on the move. For too long, probably.”
Wormwood— she thinks his name curious but is too kind to ask of it, lest the question inadvertently insult his heritage. He seems like a kind man and the huntress is eager to stay in his good graces.
“Ayovi Ankgunquint,” she introduces with a raised head but relaxes her stance beneath the eyes of the glinting man. “Are you traveling as well, Wormwood?”