what the wood whispers to itself
"I don't know." And honestly, you don't. With the power that comes with being a herald surely anything the human-animals could make for it, it could make for itself. "Surprise, maybe?" That's all that its worshippers could offer it. All that you can think of, anyways.
Watching as Kai lays the stone down, and then breathing through the nothingness that follows, you shrug your shoulders. "Delphi likes to talk. She will probably be happy to elaborate for us." You reply once it becomes clear that nothing much is going to happen.
And so the pair of you eventually make it home, after winding through the woods for hours and hours and hours, inspecting leaves and rocks, roots and the various droppings of animals.
~FIN
Watching as Kai lays the stone down, and then breathing through the nothingness that follows, you shrug your shoulders. "Delphi likes to talk. She will probably be happy to elaborate for us." You reply once it becomes clear that nothing much is going to happen.
And so the pair of you eventually make it home, after winding through the woods for hours and hours and hours, inspecting leaves and rocks, roots and the various droppings of animals.
~FIN
OIA'I'O
