Ferina

It had been a long time since the doe last saw home. But the last memory of it wasn't a pleasant one. She hid under a bush as she watched the grove she was born and grew up in burn. Running before the fire could reach her hiding spot, she didn't stop till she fell over, exhausted. She was only 6 when she lost her home. But the little druid knew just enough to survive. Taking to traveling, she'd set up near towns, but never inside. Towns where really only good for food if she couldn't find any, medicine if she couldn't make it and books. She made good use of book stores or libraries if she found any. Finding all the books could on healing magic and druid magic, herbs and medicine. Along her travels she made one friend. A small rat she found in a trap in the woods. Knowing it wasn't what the hunter probably wanted, she set it free. But the trap left the little thing with a wounded tail. Now she really couldn't let it go. Naming the little rat Clover, she tended the wound and let her friend travel with her. To the day, Clover could be found around her neck or in her bag taking a snooze.

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