As Andreth changed back from ghost to human, she found her body becoming more solid. She wandered back to the stables where Aislan was now tended to Whinney. Her poor, sweet pony. He'd served her well.
Andreth extended a hand of thanks to Aislan for the care she'd given her mount. The girl had little natural skill in seeing or hearing ghosts, or in bringing healing to injured ponies, but she offered to help Daerohil search for the herbs that would be needed to put Whinney at ease, if he could only show her what to look for.
[ April 05, 2003: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ]
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