RAY
In ancient times
cats were worshipped as gods
cats were worshipped as gods
Ray hears the sudden voice and whips around, eyes shifting to that of her panther form to take in more of the dim light. As her eyes focus on the woman and her somewhat nervous demeanor, the herbalist relaxes. Her eyes return to normal, and she gives the newcomer a warm smile, "Hello."
Ray hadn't been expecting to run into anyone, but she wasn't upset about it. "Were you planning to enter the Labyrinth too? I'm hoping to collect some of the herbs inside." Maybe she could convince this woman to join her? Trekking through a dark maze alone sounded far less appealing then going with someone else.
The herbalist held out her hand in greeting, "I'm Ray."
Ray hadn't been expecting to run into anyone, but she wasn't upset about it. "Were you planning to enter the Labyrinth too? I'm hoping to collect some of the herbs inside." Maybe she could convince this woman to join her? Trekking through a dark maze alone sounded far less appealing then going with someone else.
The herbalist held out her hand in greeting, "I'm Ray."
They have not
forgotten this
forgotten this
