Asfrid had slept just a little outside the camp with her ‘sister’, she was a shy woman, and spoke only when it was needed. Often it seemed like the wolf was more forthcoming than she was, it padded forward to the new comer and faired her nostrils.<br/><br/>It was only then that the druid stood and approached closer to the fire, “I…I can cook if you like. Let’s see what we have? Then maybe we can start our first task?” After a night of sleep much of Asfrid’s power hand been replenished. This was a good thing as it seemed there was more than a little trouble upon this island, and it needed the balance that she understood.<br/><br/>Smiling at the newcomer the pale haired druid offered a smile. “We don’t have much but I think we can share, one more will not hurt us…” Looking to the others Asfrid hoped that she was not speaking out of turn. The wolf rubbed herself against the man and then returned to Asfrid. "He has our scent..."<br/><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4106/4842499968_952c5df0bc.jpg)</div><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://static.wix.com/media/47dcf38083981d7e36025d6396104aa9.wix_mp)</div>