[b][center][color=#17c311][h3][i]Cyneburg[/i][/h3][/color]
[color=#17c311]Location:[/color] The Woods Nearby the Makeshift Camp
[color=#17c311]Interacting with:[/color] Ntaj[/center][/b]

It was irritating to be told things that were both obvious and well-known. Just a bit. Of course she knew that the forest was dangerous. That was one of the first things she learned as a child, and saying that you don't need to tell someone something while you're telling them that thing doesn't magically make the statement less redundant. And going out in the first place was more of an issue of assuaging her own ego rather than a genuine attempt to find firewood that they probably wouldn't need (something she would probably have to work on later). Of course, she wasn't going to tell Ntaj that. It would hurt her image as a priest of nature (and the images of other druids by extension) to reveal that this was more or less a selfish act. 

When Ntaj turned around to walk away was when her emotional gears shifted. She had probably been coming off as callous, and in hindsightthe past few days she'd been really self-centered. She needed to fix this, and right now she could do that by not abandoning one of her newly met party members. Cyne swiveled around to follow Ntaj and put a hand on his shoulder.

[color=17c311]"If I wanted to be alone, I wouldn't have let you catch up in the first place. While we're out here we stick together. Akh?"[/color] She had no idea where coal would be if it were in this area, let alone how he had even planned to gather and carry it back to the rest of the party waiting back at the camp. Sure she could definitely soften up any rock around the coal, but he didn't know that. Or at least he shouldn't know that she had access to that particular skill. Still, she figured it was better than looking for dry wood in a decidedly wet forest.