Where The Ends Meet Up Again

Naudir wondered if Yggdrasil twisted like these pines as they rose into the sky. Of course it was much, much, much bigger but even so she wondered how it's branches managed to hold so many worlds. A sharp caw caught her attention, drawing her eyes to the raven Balthazaar as he soared down to a lower branch to stare at a strange man who was climbing up the tree. Naudir felt her stomach tighten as she eyed the stranger. She was smaller and more agile but even so she was wary of him and had no way to determine his intentions. Choosing to stay stationary she sent out a cautious call. "Hello?"