Autumn Campsite

Lark is rather immediately delirious, seeing all sorts of strange things.
"You think if the world was full of spider-people or tigers, then dryads would be leafy spider-people or leafy tigers? " she babbles.
Oh man, please let me be normal by the end of this. Normal tiger. Wait no, I'm...what am I? My head hurts. she's not quite praying, because her mind is swimming too much to really direct her thoughts at anyone in particular.