Wild and Free

"No thanks needed - it's what I do." Isla assured him with another smile, glancing back down at the mushrooms she'd been considering collecting. Her meeting with Rory and what he had to say about this place had given her a lot to think about. Forraging could wait. At his question she nodded reassuringly, as if able to see the weariness that had seeped into his bones. He seemed pleasant enough, and she wouldn't keep him any longer. "I'll be just fine, I assure you. I can find my way back to the Sanctuary from here. Thank you, though, for all of your help. It was nice to meet you - hopefully we can see each other again. But preferably not because you've gotten hurt." her smile grew into a brief grin, before Isla checked she had her belongings and turned to head back out of the woodlands. She would look over her shoulder once she was almost on the fringes and, if she was able to see Rory, she'd offer a small wave. {END THREAD} Isla the flesh is weak