Emberwood coquilles.

Maybe @Lumiya or another fey? Some ambiguous place between the Emberwood, Herb Cache, soggy wetland.

The little red girl would be safe in the mountains, Stryx reasoned to herself, and she trusted that Praimfaya would keep watch over her for at least a few days. It was pretty shitty of her to leave the child behind without any warning but childcare was not high on her list of priorities, and deep down she was glad to be rid of the extra mouth to feed, as well as the other responsibilities that came with having someone so young tagging along.

Stryx headed north from the mountains and through the adjacent meadow without looking back. She enjoyed the sight of the rolling hills, the heady aroma of sun baked grass and all the wildflowers that grew chaotically in her path. Some of them she plucked. A few she chewed as she roamed. She did not think to hide any of them away because there was an abundance of it.

When a shady segment of forest presented itself she ducked inside, seeking the cool shadows, at which point Stryx realized how dehydrated she was, so with a new goal in mind she began to scour the area for any ponds, creeks, or other bodies of water with which to slake her thirst. All she could find was, of course, the wetland; there was ample fluid here any other time of the year but the summer heat had withered much of it away by now. Tepid pools lingered behind and she did not like the looks of them.