Kintla Flatlands When Signs have no Arrows

The silver fae had wandered away from her home, in search of herbs she could not find in the fir woods. Her eyes sought out a bunch of thick green leaves, but noted with disappointment that they were not the ones she had been looking for. With a sigh, she shoved through a thick bush, only the end up only a few feet away from two very hostile looking females.

Uh oh.

She trembled for a moment, in a fight she was probable to lose. Never less, she managed to squeak out a tiny 'hi'.