“I am Erani, Amorielle. And, for some strange reason, it seems I’m visiting you instead of you coming to see me in Dreams.” She couldn't help but remain speechless. Though it was mostly at what she was seeing more than anything. The wolf before her seemed like she was there...but also not. Like she was a piece of her imagination, and yet her warm voice told her she was here on this plane as opposed to the dream world that Erani had mentioned. "It seems it’s been a while since your mother last visited. You’ve grown snice her last description.” Her head cocked to the side and she realized then, that this was the infamous ancestor that she had heard so much about from her mother.
“And it looks like the world has changed considerably since my time. I don’t remember the moon being so large, or any glowing things like the ̸̾͌m̴͑̋û̸́s̵̀͒h̸̏̒r̶̍͒o̷̢͊o̷͊̀ṁ̴̃s or ̶̿͘c̶͌̕r̴̔̉y̷̅͋š̵̾tals… Do you have any idea of what is happening?” It took her a few moments to finally make herself move, and when she did, she approached Erani and leaned forward to try and better get her scent, but she found there didn't seem to be much of one. Frowning, she leaned in again in an effort to touch Erani's nose with hers, but also found they seemed unable to physically touch one another. This whole thing was strange...but perhaps not any stranger than what was already going on. "My mother always spoke very highly of you and told us all sorts of stories! Sorry for my surprise earlier, things have been...odd, as you've noticed." She turned to pick up the mushrooms from the ground and scooped them back into the satchel she had. "Things have turned very strange sometime over the Winter...crystals and mushrooms, strange little blue fireflies...animals, plants. They've all started to glow. Not just that, but the sky has remained blanketed in darkness for a while now, and some of Valhalla's members seem to have contracted some sort of illness...though they're not all the same. Some have grown mushrooms or crystals, but the only thing in common with the symptoms is the ooze coming out of their orifices..." She trailed away, a worried and puzzled look on her as she tried to figure it all out...
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think
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