ooc; first thread on site! be gentle
The sun had almost set, but she was still not weary. The journey to this land had been long. She had aged and matured into a young woman before her own eyes. Though this was not entirely important to her; it merely gained her more freedom to do what she wished. With her mother long behind her, and that dreadful shack they called home as well, Sidonie felt a bit… well, we’re not quite sure what she felt. Her pale eyes displayed no hidden emotion as she walked amongst the bog. An indifferent stare was given to most of the bountiful herbs she came across before she bent to pick some. Moss was always good to gather, for instance, and the blueberries she had come across earlier were safely in her satchel. A light snack for later.
The woman’s lean body uncurled from the earth to view her surroundings. The bog was a start – it always was – but she was keen to discover more. It was also always good to be aware of places chocked full of herbs. They were useful to sell and mix. Poultices could be made and sold for food. Bandages were common, true, but always in demand. Sidonie resisted a sigh as she looked across the area; what did this place have to offer her, and how long would she even wish to stay? Time would tell, she supposed, though she could be impatient like any other soul. For now, she’d busy herself with gathering all she could. One never knew when it could come in handy.
Having slept mostly under the stars for the past few nights since her arrival, her meager possessions were a few paces away. A bedroll, a lack of a horse to call her own, and a few supplies… all she really needed. The leather satchel she carried at her hip was more of a treasured object than any of the others. It was a remnant of old days – and a reminder. It had been made for her father and given to her by her mother when he had failed to show. Even now, she was not aware of what happened to the man. And did she even care? No. The answer was no.
Pushing such thoughts away, Sidonie paused in her task. She could hear something akin to footfalls and wondered if another was nearby. Though she did not outwardly see them, it was quite possible they were either passing by without a word or approaching her from behind. Either way, she would wait to see what happened.