Sunset Valley swison

mireille was grateful for druid, very grateful. she watched heda stay with the moonglow wolf, frowning as she thought about the answer. maybe there was more to be gleaned at a later time. for now she only wanted to be out of the unnatural cold. wintertime at the seaside was piercing, but it would have been upon her own shores and her own land that she encountered this.
"i t'ink after dis dat i will not come so far," she half-joked, half-affirmed, pressing against druid as they trudged away. she figured that heda would rejoin them at a later time.
for now she would enjoy hers with druid.