An old sheltie herbalist rumoured to have died many years ago. Her name long forgotten, residents of the canine world refer to her as "the Spirit of the Forest".
A kind and gentle soul, she will treat anyone in need - though they'll have to find her first. The Spirit of the Forest is aptly named; she moves through the trees like a ghost. However, if someone so much as threatens to harm the forest, she will turn the many plants on them using her druidic magic.
The Spirit was gifted her skull mask by a Hellhound she treated in her youth; back before her name was lost to the world. Their forbidden romance bloomed and took flight - but sadly, twas not to last. He fought as a soldier in a brutal war over territory. After the fateful battle, the Spirit graced the field to heal any injured and bury the dead respectfully. It was there she found him, mortally wounded but alive enough to speak his last words to her.
In her grief, the Spirit retreated into her forest home, never to return to the city.
A kind and gentle soul, she will treat anyone in need - though they'll have to find her first. The Spirit of the Forest is aptly named; she moves through the trees like a ghost. However, if someone so much as threatens to harm the forest, she will turn the many plants on them using her druidic magic.
The Spirit was gifted her skull mask by a Hellhound she treated in her youth; back before her name was lost to the world. Their forbidden romance bloomed and took flight - but sadly, twas not to last. He fought as a soldier in a brutal war over territory. After the fateful battle, the Spirit graced the field to heal any injured and bury the dead respectfully. It was there she found him, mortally wounded but alive enough to speak his last words to her.
In her grief, the Spirit retreated into her forest home, never to return to the city.
