<font color=black>Ah, you...</font> -- The Forest of Narna

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Date Posted: 12:55:30 08/07/03 Thu
Author: Leon & Ironhorn
Subject: Ah, you...
In reply to: Leon & Ironhorn 's message, ".:Your quest is over:." on 12:13:55 08/06/03 Wed

.:Leon's body relaxed slightly, "Ah, Ironhorn, tis only you." He slumped onto the ground but immeadiately jumped back up for the elven tree spirit was motioning for him to follow:.

"No, not here," he said with an amused grin, "These tree's have eyes and ears." There seemed to be a chorus of whispery laughter as Ironhorn said this, but it was impossible to tell in such a place. "Come, we shall go to Willow and Oak now."

.:The young man grabbed his pack, slinging it back over his shoulder, he followed the other as quickly as he could...which was quite hard. With his longer legs Ironhorn could move much faster than the Prince could, and the tree spirit had a sense of the forest that caused him not to trip over any of the roots. "Oak and Willow are trees I'm guessing?":.

Ironhorn's muscles tensed as Leon spoke this, clenching his teeth, he tried to answer in a rather calm voice. "Us tree spirits would take that as an insult 'Your Highness', for we are not merely your common, everyday, trees." Once again there was an eerie feeling in the air as if millions of eyes were watching the two...and an angry sounding rustle began to sound in all directions...

.:His dark orbs darted about looking at the smooth bark of birches, the rough bark of oaks, the strange leaves of maple..."I am sorry, I did not know. But I do thank you for your hospitality."....once again...there was that whispery laughter:.

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