Gyrfalcon's Keep Sisters

Vaettir lead the way with a light smile before turning her gaze to Thyra, "The forests. Maybe in return for your gift, I may teach you some things?" She offered, the crone's-glint to her gaze well-meaning. 
"About plants." She clarified, after a brief moment. 
Just in case the young girl was confused at all.

The Priestess led the way further, but her gait was slowed to allow for Thyra's refusal or acceptance, whichever would come.