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"Nothing much. The sky is still blue, and the sun still burns."
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"Nothing much. The sky is still blue, and the sun still burns."
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sage shrugged, she didnt mind the total stranger near her.
alex sat down.
Tris glared at the dryad. "I was tired," she muttered, then blinked at Sage. Curling up, she watched the group, not overly impressed.
sage held her head "ow" she said gingerly.
alex turned to sage.
"See?" Tris added, as if that merely enhanced her argument. Unfortunately, her argument hadn't been very logical to begin with.
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"I am Dryad. Who are all you? And what are you doing away from your homes?"
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alex tried to stop from laughing.
sage furrowed her brows "well there is a war going on....." she frowned "I hate wars..." she laid down and made the grass cover her up.
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Dryad nodded in approval at Sage. "Funny things, wars. Tend to get everyone massacred. Not pretty. Nice grass by the way, but keep it low. The trees don't want to be overrun. "
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"I..know" sage muttered crossly
"The trees are high, and there is as much water underground as in the ocean," Tris replied, in a completely unemotional, logical tone. Smirking, she lay back, going to sleep.
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Dryad frowned. For all her idle conversation, she wasn't to be tampered with. "Good day, then."
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sage popped her head "don't go.." she whined.
alex huffed, she didnt like the few scratches and blows she had from sage.
"Sorry...." Tris thought, then hid behind Sage, hungry and tired.
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"Hmph. Well, I guess I'll stay. Now how about some food?"
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The abandoned young girl looked up, interested. She offered the dryad a cup of water, formed ice in the mold of a rose, with pure water contained inside.
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"Thank you. Usually I drink from the spring, but I'll make an exception. I'll get as some berries ad rabbits- wait here."
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A tall 16 year old boy walked by. He looked at the group and stared for a minute. He pointed at Ingrid. "ARE YOU...? IS THAT...? A F*CKING ELF??!! NO WAY! OH MY GOD!" He grinned and started jumping around like crazy. The boy ran up to Ingrid. "Are you an honest-to-God mystical elf?!"
Ingrid had stayed quiet the entire time till a boy ran up to her talking of her species. She tucked her long red hair behind on of her ears to show him the trademark of the elves. "Yes." She said simply. She was use to people coming up and speaking of her in this manner. Elves were not common anymore they were actually rare apparently.
"OH MY GOD! I HAVE BASICALLY WORSHIPPED ELVES MY WHOLE LIFE! I DIDNT KNOW THEY WERE REAL?!" I jumped around and cried "Are you a high elf? Night elf? Wood elf? Dark elf?!"
"Queen elf." Ingrid replied sarcastically to the boy. She dropped the apple she had eaten on the ground so the white rabbit from earlier could nibble at it.