The wood nymph bathed in the spring a while longer, enjoying the sensations of the water's coolness on her lightly bronzed skin. Green eyes opened underneath the small waterfall and she gazed out content, her worries with the minotaur temporarily forgotten for the time being. The voice of nature spoke all around her, and she reveled in its comfort and familiarity.
Sometime later she got out and re-dressed, Talon going up to greet her with a nudge of her cold nose. Gwilwilethneth laughed jovially, happy for the company. She glanced over to where her butterfly companion was situated on a white flower, gathering what nectar she wanted from it, insect legs moving as she did so. All was quiet and peaceful now. That was until Gwil remembered Kurbur and all the trouble he had caused. Instantly stiffening, the wood nymph let out a few exclamations of irritation before she decided it was time to pay the brute a visit. Definitely time to up her attempts to get him out of her home.
With that in mind, Gwil stalked over to where she had last seen the beast and his makeshift tarp, Talon following suit. Twinkle was content to stay where she was for now, and Gwil let her. With an annoyed frown on her fair face, the druid concocted a plan as she walked over to that section of the woods, her mood lifting once more as she pondered what problems she could make for the beastly warrior. Then, and maybe then he would leave and for good. Gwil could only hope.