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The young Destruction perked her dark ears and put in effort into the development of her and Edgar’s alter-egos. She was kind of disappointed her mother didn’t join in as well, but she was still having fun as Winter finally began their adventure. Poem was told she would mostly have to use her imagination, and so she did.

Winter looked to her, eyes bright as she began to describe where and what was going on. Poem thought for a moment as Winter asked what River Runner was going to do. ”Well, I don’t want to be in the blight trees, and it sounds like I’m getting attacked. Um, retreat into the water and regroup? Maybe try and observe what’s attacking me from underwater?” She wasn’t sure what was going on, but the action seemed somewhat smart.

Edgar shuffled a bit beside her, his wings ruffling as he looked to Winter and waited for his turn.