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After the ordeal, Midori walked back towards her father to tell him what had transpired. ‘Dad! The tree responded to me! It made contact with my mind!’ Midori exclaimed happily. Her voice not unnoticed by the Haedians whom were tending The Oracle and were titled as ‘Guardian of the Wood’. Their expressions showed various emotions. Curiosity, mild concern or even distrust at whether this youngster spoke the truth, confusion but overall positive intrigue that their sacred tree reacted to an outsider in the way it did.. Soledad placed his tools down to listen to his daughter. ‘It did? How so?’ The Moss Runner asked with interest. ‘I touched the pulsing messages and I felt a presence. Some kind of mind touching mine’ she started to explain. Soledad at first grew concerned, for a being touching his daughters mind and thoughts spurred a deep instinct of fear for her well-being but she spoke so happily that he trusted her own instincts that the connection was not of ill-will or dangerous so

‘I can see your genuine interest in our flora, Sir Soledad. And also your careful handling of them. These specimens are very important to us Druids. We made it our mission to take care of this fragile ecosystem and nurture both our flora and fauna to provide sustenance and medical remedies of our fellow kin’ Auris explained calmly to the Moss Runner, without providing the full details about what they do and how they do it. The Haedian felt some type of kinship to this fellow Reosean. Must be due to Soledads background in actual finding, growing and nurturing herbs and other medicinal plants overall. He had learned a lot on his own and due to the teachings of his Bonded back in Warrenfall. The Witch and her Daemon suggested to make this discovery a get away with his daughter. He would have so many beautiful stories to tell once he and Midori would return.. ‘Thank you Sir Auris. I am grateful for your trust’ Soledad replied with a bow. At the world ‘trust’ the Runner saw something in

‘I can see your genuine interest in our flora, Sir Soledad. And also your careful handling of them. These specimens are very important to us Druids. We made it our mission to take care of this fragile ecosystem and nurture both our flora and fauna to provide sustenance and medical remedies of our fellow kin’ Auris explained calmly to the Moss Runner, without providing the full details about what they do and how they do it. The Haedian felt some type of kinship to this fellow Reosean. Must be due to Soledads background in actual finding, growing and nurturing herbs and other medicinal plants overall. He had learned a lot on his own and due to the teachings of his Bonded back in Warrenfall. The Witch and her Daemon suggested to make this discovery a get away with his daughter. He would have so many beautiful stories to tell once he and Midori would return.. ‘Thank you Sir Auris. I am grateful for your trust’ Soledad replied with a bow. At the world ‘trust’ the Runner saw something in

‘Dad, are we almost out of this underground world?’ Midori asked Soledad, weariness tinged her voice. The young Spring Runner was starting to feel somewhat claustrophobic, being used to open spaces and forests and other natural landscapes, as long as there was greenery and fresh air. Soledad understood her discomfort, or rather even experienced it himself a bit. He too was used to the beautiful Warrenfall areas. They’ve been traveling through The Beneath in Vitalus. At first, the pair thought it was a fun and exciting quest to go on a discovery journey to this new place in the newest continent, but the traveling and lack of sun and fresh air was starting to take its toll. ‘I don’t know, sweetie. It seems to go on for ages..’ he replies honest but quickly added ‘But we’ll get through it together and who knows what exciting Haedians we’ll come across just yet!’ to not heighten his daughters anxiety. ‘What kind of interesting Haedians are still to come?’ Midori relied glum ‘We saw those

A deep satisfying cloud of breath escaped the Arctic Runners nose as she let go of the thick silvered mess of fur, spitting out some loose hairs still sticking to her dark gums. Her claws retracted from the hide underneath, releasing her previous death grip around the Caribous neck. On another part of their prey, another Vayron retreated his fangs from one of the flanks of the ungulate and last but not least, a more sleek and warmer colored third Runner let go of the beasts rump with her claws. Élan and her younger siblings Duran and Teagen had taken down their very first large prey together and it was time to celebrate! Duran stood there, proud ‘Did you see what we did here?!’ He said exclaimed. ‘Oh yes we so did!’ a more feminine voice rung over his more masculine tones, belonging to Teagen. ‘We did well, siblings’ Élans deep yet still feminine voice replied, much more stoic but equally happy none the less inside at this new pass towards adulthood. She was older than the two others

Belladonna was busy with her inventory. Keeping track of what she still had and what needed to be added or replenished. Her cupboards were divided between two very different ones and within those, still some other separate boards. In one main cupboard, she kept all the ingredients for her famous potions, more poisons than not. Though she also used ingredients for alternative medicines. Ones that gave you wonderful visions or relaxed you beyond what normal lavender was capable of.. The other main cupboard was filled with none lethal or alternative medicinal ingredients. These she used for a very different purpose, namely her evenly famous tea brews. She always used the best herbs, roots and plants for both her concoctions. The potions cupboard was still fully stocked. No need to add or change things there. However, her tea cupboard needed new supplies she noticed. Some of the herbs were too old and started to smell musty, and not the right musty scent some teas exuded, so they needed to

Elysia was out and about on one of her many exploration quests. Forever wandering from graveyards, to ruins, to other seemingly haunted locations. She couldn’t shake the feeling of succeeding this time, but then again, so did all those other times before. This feeling was just ingrained inside her whole being, she was a feline centaur on a mission. To truly encounter, and preferably, communicate or even thank entities she’d come across. She’d been to all the more known supernatural locations in her immediate vicinity without any true success. Sure, she was confident to have seen that whispy form of a ghost in the distance but once approached at close quarter, only to discover it was part of the ancient mist surrounding the Isles.. She was getting tired of the failed attempts. She needed new ideas, new locations. But how? And where? Suddenly, she had a plan. She heard about the famous library of Kyrios. The Equine centaur of knowledge. According to stories, he practically lived inside

Various Moon cycles passed since the trio of siblings went out for an adventure that almost cost them dearly. They were stronger and bigger since then and the youngsters were itching for another adventure to undertake. Not such a long travel like back then, though. A different type of challenge. Their mothers had their paws full, raising a family of 6 mouths to fill. Up till now, Saran, Kahlan and Haran had either just feasted on the prey their parents brought back to one of the dens, or watched them hunt for prey, with some hilarious yet also annoying conclusions of pups and youngsters alarming prey before they could get caught, or failed in taking down prey themselves. It was time for the next step; a successful hunt and bringing home the spoils. They were not big enough for large prey yet, that would be too dangerous for the trios inexperience, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t go after smaller prey. It was Summer in Roenden, which meant, less ice and less hiding places for prey