The words that the mare speaks to me are like, super wise sounding. I’m a little too dumb to really think about them a whole lot – but it sure makes me appreciate trees a little more. Because you know what, they are pretty resilient! They just stand there, doing their thing, year after year.
Now, I’ve had magic used on me before, but it never felt like this. Although this is certainly an invasion – kind of? I don’t know, I did say I wanted to know what happened so it’s all confusing – it is nothing compared to what my sire-mother was capable of.
It does take me a minute to realize that the tree isn’t just, you know, showing me itself – that it’s the mare standing with me.
Still, as soon as the visual enters my mind I can’t help but release a quick yelp of a "WOAH"
"Alright that was pretty cool." I mean both the little trick with my eyes and the info about the trees – of course. And by pretty cool I mean my head is still spinning a little bit and I’m geeking out but trying my best to just play it cool.
My attention shifts more fully to the mare, because I’m starting to suspect that she’s even more interesting than this tough ol’ tree. "I’m Velkan! What's your name, tree-expert?"
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