Emberwood Smeared with oil like David's boy, o lei o lai o lord,

Light and brown- the closest she has seen to the High Elk's blessing. However, they felt too far to consider it a blessing, and could see the elders frowing now. Though she, smiled on, "It is." The rain in this land was something she had not seen, and took it as some kind of curse almost. Though at the same time, only hoped it was a simple coincidence, and wouldn't last forever.

"Does it rain often in these lands?" She inquired on the thought.