Sloane, no matter how much she might be irritated by the doe-like creature, she had been trying to offer her a little advice when she warned about the squirrels. The squirrels had lit the whole forest on fire shortly after she had come to Novus. She had suffered through smoke and ash while those little shits just started fire upon fire upon fire. The little mother fuckers came ablaze at even the smallest notion of fear.
She sighed, knowing that not everyone might believe that the squirrels had once ruined the pretty forest she loved to frolic in. However, she would do well to believe Sloane. It was one of the few things that the black mare actually told the truth about. "You probably should…" It was a warning and she could choose to believe her or not. No matter what choice she chose, she would be forced to suffer the consequences.
As if her warning had not been enough to convince the doe-like creature that the squirrels needed to be avoided, she continued on, asking exactly which squirrels. "They are currently on a small island off the cost, burning that shithole to the ground." She shrugged it off as a matter of fact, offering no other explanation.
However, as she looked back to the other, she could clearly see that there needed to be some sort of explanation because she looked like a doe in the headlights, pun intended. "The forest you like to frolic and be merry in…have you noticed that it’s all new growth?" The trees were still young, still blooming. While magic had helped to cure the earth, it still was young. There were even a few charred trees that remained as a reminder of what the squirrels could do. "There are squirrels that when frightened, burst into flames. Then they run through the underbrush burning shit. They burned the Viride Forest to the ground just last year. I’m talking big ass flames that killed people." She shrugged it off as nonchalantly as she could, not enveloping the seriousness that these squirrels posed. She didn’t care if the other believed her or not - perhaps she would run across a squirrel who had managed to swim away from the island. "What you believe is your choice, though." She huffed lightly as she looked down the river.
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