Lynise held her hand up to her forehead to keep the morning sun out of her eyes. She didn't venture west too often and the woodlands just a few miles east of Kassan seemed fresh and new to her all over again. She stuck her "living branch" in the ground to help her up a hill, like other Dryads she could swiftly and deftly make her way through the woods but she liked to take slow walks occasionally. Through the trees she could see flits of movement from other Dryads, when it was just Nymphs around they had little reason to conceal themselves amongst one another. She carefully handled the little sapling she kept in a canvas bag full of dirt, it was inconvenient but without it she'd be tethered to her grove and that just won't do. She ventures closer to the human roads but still remains relatively out of the way, the sounds from Kassan managed to carry their way over and she knew she didn't want to get much closer.