Rosewater Oasis let it blaze

the woman had barricaded herself in many walls. racharra held no judgement towards her, only worked towards healing her ache and wounds. she shivered when water touched her paws, Tefnut's blessing surely coursing through her veins now. they hurt now, but they will heal soon.

i'll pray for your strength, then. though, you have plenty of it. not many can wander the desert and live. she murmured, watching as the woman fought with reason. she offered only the gentlest of smiles, wearied by her own struggles but nevertheless kind. do you have anywhere you need to go? i don't know how long it may take for you to heal.