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Tiberii · 5/14/2025, 3:14 PM

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Sólúlfur would speak, and she sounded so knowledgeable about this that Tiberii started to feel embarassed at her own ignorance. It was frustrating, being so illiterate in the mythological ... especially when all she wanted to do was help. And it was frustrating, wanting to help and being so completely unaware as to how she was supposed to do that.

She needed to just be gently lined up with the problem.

So that she could charge it.

If only she could see it.

That damn Visitor better hope he didn't show his ugly mug, because she'd be sure to headbutt his smile clean off his face.

As Sólúlfur spoke, suddenly it became bright. The clouds parted in a very peculiar way, beams of sun filtering down and illuminating a path for them. Tiberii's ears would perk, noting that Sól saw it too. "This way, I believe." And Tiberii would nod, feeling in the very pit of her bones that Sól was right. And the two women would move, twisting down the precarious, narrow path and following in some invisible, glowing pawsteps.

It felt like they were stalking someone.

And finally, they reached the tree, and the sun seemed to stop them in their tracks.

And then, the voice.

Aye, I hear it, she'd reply, gaze twisting around as she searched for the mouth that spoke. Where are ya, huh? Her words were a quick bark at the sky before she huffed and turned her gaze back toward the base of the tree. It said ta dig ... she spoke, her words softer now as she glanced between the tree and Sól.

And she felt so compelled to do as she was told, taking her massive paws and beginning to dig ... noting the soft blue glow that emanated from the soil. It seemed to vibrate with life. Tiberii had never felt dirt that seemed so ... alive. So she kept digging.

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