Sharkiee
Needs a holiday...
Astrid sat around a fire she had set up for herself, boiling water in a heavy steal pot that sat on top of the driftwood fire. She stirred the pot with a large stick, inside was a mixture of her homegrown rosemary and some fresh lavender she had found near by, large slices of fabric swirled around the bowl as she stirred, she had stayed back, knowing full well what she would have to deal with when the fighting stopped. She glanced up at the return of the Warriors.
(I've been so busy with work I haven't had a chance to keep up, sorry guys)
(I've been so busy with work I haven't had a chance to keep up, sorry guys)