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That's another thing, is it English or just Common Human Language or something like that?

So here's what I've surmised about Leeva's knowledge of the forest:

In their neck of the woods, they know everyone and everything, but the deeper into the woods they go, the less they will know about the locals, and at that point Rizali will have to rely on what they've learned from Leeva about the forest's magic to get everyone through safely, and Leeva will assist as much as possible, obviously.

That's what I've got.

[Fire,]

They had never truly understood the meaning of sleep. Trees never slept, only Went Away, and their mother was a tree, father was a human.

So how did Leeva sleep?

Truthfully, it was mostly getting lost in their thoughts until they lost track of time or boredom. They never really lost track of their surroundings.

Still they sat in Mother's branches. There wasn't much interesting in the forest, and all of their friends were the type to Disappear for very long periods of time and desire much alone time between visits. There was always Bvercp, but he was likely asleep this time of night. It was night.

Humans have entered the wood.

The whispers brought Leeva back to the present. They raised their head branches. Humans? In the wood? they asked.

The forest answered, foolish, foolish. There was laughter in the leaves.

Knowing they wouldn't get any more detail than that, Leeva leapt from her mother's arms and dashed through the underbrush.

Where are they? Leeva inquired as they leapt around and under exposed roots of their kin.

Too far. Too far. Some laughed at the humans' misfortune, while others chanted with a kind of hunger,

Still awake, but once asleep,
their souls forever we will keep

Foolish, foolish, said the less bloodthirsty ones.

Leeva suddenly wondered if perhaps it was Sine. The woman was terrified of the forest, but had she maybe come here to see if Leeva was safe?

That was terrifying.

I'm fine as long as I'm in the forest!

They sped through the woods faster, to save Sine, if that's who it was, trying to locate the humans through the ground with every touch of their roots in the soil. It was difficult to do while running so quickly.

Leeva. Come back.

I'm sorry, Mother.

Leeva . . .

They focused on the way ahead, rather than behind, and their mother's voice faded.

A light ahead.

A human light.

Fire, said the willows.

Fire, came the angry growl from the oak grove.

They bring fire. Now even the somber trees were offended.

Who gave them branches? Leeva thought, Who provoked the bloodthirsty ones? But it was impossible to know whose laughter was the most impish, and nobody spoke about the troublemaker. Leeva stopped several yards away from the camp, watching the flickering gold light thoughtfully. They waited for more information from the trees, but the trees around the camp were eerily silent. They stepped to one ten feet from a tent, and placed their roots on the tree's bark. Who is there?

Curious youngling, the tree responded.

Why are you being silent? The rest of the forest is alive with laughter and haughtiness.

There is one who can speak to us.

Someone who could speak to the forest? Leeva wondered. But one the forest didn't trust, so from outside the forest . . . Leeva had never known anyone born outside the forest who could speak to the trees. The tree grew weary of their questions, but Leeva had one more.

Who are they?

We do not know. We are silent.

Leeva took away their roots. They jumped up to the nearest branch, then went as high as they could and stepped out lightly to the edge of it, staring down into the camp. There was a figure sat by the fire, illuminated in orange. Leeva slipped down to a lower branch, and then another.

Careful, careful, the forest whispered to them.

Leeva stopped. They were within just a few yards of the camp now. Of course the trees didn't tell them what to be careful of, so they had to look intently for several moments before they noticed the blue light. It was faint, and surrounded the camp like a bubble.

What is this? Leeva thought, regarding it. They turned their leaves side to side at it, but it didn't seem dangerous. It seemed quite silly, actually, and it reminded them of a tiny sapling trying to keep their mother away with their consciousness when they didn't want to Go Away. It was a spell, and it was rather ineffective, so Leeva dropped to the next branch with a laugh.

The figure below didn't move.

Leeva had sort of hoped they would, but the warning spell was woefully insufficient. The person may be able to speak to the forest, but they obviously had no idea how it actually worked. Still, it was charming that they tried. Or Leeva felt so. Satisfied there was no danger at all, Leeva stared at the hooded figure with burning curiosity. They sent their consciousness through the tree and underground, until it reached up right under the figure's feet and poked their boot soles.

The figure stirred, moving their feet away as if startled.

Leeva's roots fluttered and then froze in a gasp. They really can feel the forest! But wait, was it a fluke? Was it me they responded to or were they just moving? Their sap flowed so quickly through their veins they thought they might burst into flames--a common Tree expression, exaggerated in Human fashion. This is the most exciting thing that's ever happened to me! Did you feel it? Did you see where it came from? They wondered at the figure, but not in communication. I wasn't hiding. Did you tell where I am? They hugged the branch in anticipation, blue eyes peering down, waiting to see if the figure tried to reach out, to find and speak to them.

Aw, thank you for your hard work, Luca ^.^

Em, do you mean an underwater temple, cuz yeah: 3965,62,94

Hopefully I wrote the coordinates right.

I try on tons of that stuff when I want to feel

Sorry but you are not allowed to view spoiler contents.

And yet my ex wouldn't ever go shopping with me for it.

Like.

Dudette.

In hindsight, maybe it's lucky that the experience isn't ruined.

*plans shopping trip*

That was a lovely post, Em and Luca ^.^ I will post on Sunday <3

I renamed all my posts, I think.

Granted, you're married to Thanos.

I wish I knew how to write chase scenes.

I mean you could call it the Forest Temple cuz that's what I based it on? xD

I dunno, it's basically a homeless community center.

Or, we could just keep calling it Rea's Temple. I don't mind. *big ego chest puff*

HEAR ME FART!

I read it as 40 degrees Fahrenheit xD (I'm just waiting for y'all to get into the forest :'D )

Granted, but it's the sad, cursed tree from Majora's Mask.

I wish I WAS a horse.

It's easy if you try

Granted. It's a mud pie.

40 degrees isn't that bad *stares at the stupid snow sticking to the ground*

I wish we could vacation on the moon.

The moose smiled

dirt
coarse dirt
silty dirt
sandy dirt
loamy dirt

dirt for all your dirty needs

name five obscure bands

Granted, everyone has free time except for you.

I wish it wasn't so friggin cold over here.

Age of Empires 2 was amazing . . .

It wafted over

which resulted in

. . . Oh my god, Jens. Your week sucked.

*hug if you want*

You deserve to buy yourself some chocolate.