Her ginger ears perked then, barely hearing the whisper of words on the teenager's breath. Her stare was a pale, cold one. Like ice. Where Journey's own was vibrant of deep summer grasses seen far and few between in the north.
Many people.She speaks simply at first, before her need to share more compelled her, as it often did.
Our land is directly north of this blood forest in the mountains which are Northfall.She takes a breath then, emerald eyes casting around the deep of red that this forest held. Vibrant colors of never-ending autumn.
There were people who claimed this forest once. They have come to unite with us now.
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