"- I mean are you thinking of being a wizard too."

"Ohhh." Embarrassed headshake. "No, definitely not." She pauses in the way she does when she's building a sentence out in her head.

"...Arcane magic is interesting, and I might try to learn one of their cantrips, just to see if I can? But... our magic is just so much prettier than theirs. It's like the difference between a grove of fruit trees and a plot of farmed land - you can respect the work the farmer's put in, of course, but it's not the same." 

Nod.

She hangs out for a while in companionable silence, doing a bit of woodcarving she has on her while Zisel braids, but after a while Damisa gets hungry enough to nuzzle her meaningfully, and the two of them head off into the Forest.

For whatever reason it's much colder, this winter; cold enough to be distracting even when she's bundled up and moving, cold enough that even with his beautiful think coat of fur, Damisa doesn't like going out. Being cooped up in their cave isn't good for him, though. She starts preparing endure elements every other day so he can go play (and hunt) in the cold. 

Bestfriend is SO GOOD. When she gives him her WARMING TOUCH he can go HUNT STALK POUNCE KILL all day! Even in the river, which is SOSOSOSO coldbad normally!!

 (He brings Kaitiaki some of his prey, too, and by the time the spell's worn off he's exhausted and ready to spend most of the next day sleeping back in the cave.)

She loves him so so much, and sings him lullabies in his sleep.

Kaitiaki supplements the meat Damisa brings home with a small berry brush she's replanted in their home - she has a second-circle spell that makes it bloom in a minute, which, combined with goodberry, means she can stay comfortably warm inside.

She gets restless, though, and so every few days she'll take an endure elements for herself and hike through the snow-covered trees all night, marveling at the silence and stillness. 

Still, she spends a fair amount of the cold season indoors, without much that needs doing.

She uses her magic to help her dig out a bit more space in her little cave - it's fine for her and Damisa, but it was a bit small when RJ was here, and they said they wanted to bring things with them when they come back in the spring.

With her copious amounts of free time and unusual-for-a-druid appetite for fiddling with magic, she attempts to teach herself prestidigitation. For all that RJ called the spell the most basic kind of wizardry, it's a horribly complicated process, taking an exhausting amount of trial and error. Each day she struggles with it, she gains more appreciation for the way the Forest gives her the magic she wants. (She's also getting more impressed with the work RJ does for their magic. She knows how much more complex first-circle spellforms are than orisons cantrips.)