Callynite
Cally knew fair well her personality was on the obnoxious side of abrasive. Some melded well to it, able to handle her level of sass and sarcasm and treated it like a grain of salt to be tossed over their shoulder. Others grew more irritated and would grit their teeth while searching for an escape. Callynite suspected Sloane fit well into the second category - which is why a part of her was extremely grateful for the advice of the squirrels - even if the much more adventurous side of Cally wanted to see them up close, find out if they really could start fires. They sounded neat!
Still, she accepted the warning with a smile, as well as quietly hoarding the information that they now lived on a small island that was being burnt to the ground. Night time search, looking for the lights of a fire could help her pinpoint where the island was, if it was real. She'd have to find out how far away it was of course. Then the other spoke of the forest, and Cally's nature suddenly turned serious. She was silent when the other spoke, but did nod her awareness that the forest was new growth - she just hadn't thought much about it. Forests naturally went through burning periods, where the dead tries were burned and provided new nourishment to the next generation after it.
She was silent still as she heard about the squirrels bursting into flames only when frightened, running through the bush, burning the Forest to the ground. She tilted her head to the side for a moment, "The forest is doing well in it's regrowth at least. But that does sound absolutely terrifying . . . ." And a part of her, the part that sung in tune to the natural world wanted to know more about these squirrels, as if their side of the story needed to be shared just as much as any others. She glanced back at the mare, this time her voice portraying the seriousness, and sincerity of her next words, "Thank you, for the warning though. Being new to Novus, I'm still learning a lot about this place. Your warning is appreciated, even if I kind of want to see their new island myself." Of course, an explorer can't ignore the call of an adventure, and flaming squirrels definitely sounded like n adventure worth taking to her.
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@Sloane
Still, she accepted the warning with a smile, as well as quietly hoarding the information that they now lived on a small island that was being burnt to the ground. Night time search, looking for the lights of a fire could help her pinpoint where the island was, if it was real. She'd have to find out how far away it was of course. Then the other spoke of the forest, and Cally's nature suddenly turned serious. She was silent when the other spoke, but did nod her awareness that the forest was new growth - she just hadn't thought much about it. Forests naturally went through burning periods, where the dead tries were burned and provided new nourishment to the next generation after it.
She was silent still as she heard about the squirrels bursting into flames only when frightened, running through the bush, burning the Forest to the ground. She tilted her head to the side for a moment, "The forest is doing well in it's regrowth at least. But that does sound absolutely terrifying . . . ." And a part of her, the part that sung in tune to the natural world wanted to know more about these squirrels, as if their side of the story needed to be shared just as much as any others. She glanced back at the mare, this time her voice portraying the seriousness, and sincerity of her next words, "Thank you, for the warning though. Being new to Novus, I'm still learning a lot about this place. Your warning is appreciated, even if I kind of want to see their new island myself." Of course, an explorer can't ignore the call of an adventure, and flaming squirrels definitely sounded like n adventure worth taking to her.
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