Firebat & Tinselroot
Firebat Firebat
Tinselroot Tinselroot
Firebat Firebat
Yo spotted a mushroom that flashed like a timer—looks like a natural fuse. Think it’s some kind of coded pulse. Wanna see if we can crack its rhythm?
Tinselroot Tinselroot
That flash feels like a pulse from the earth itself, a low‑frequency heartbeat of the fungi. I can sense the rhythm in the soil, but I’d say keep your hands off the cap—tuning in is one thing, setting it off is another. Let's trace the pattern together, but quietly, like a whisper through roots.
Firebat Firebat
Got it, buddy. We'll keep it low key, but I'm ready to catch that pulse and see where it leads. Just let me know when you feel the beat.
Tinselroot Tinselroot
I’m picking up a faint tremor under the canopy—just a whisper in the moss. Wait for the first thud, then trace the echo. I'll let you know when the pulse lands.
Firebat Firebat
Alright, got the hum. When that thud rolls in, I'm on it—like a shotgun blast. Just give me the cue and I'll trace that echo.
Tinselroot Tinselroot
The thud comes when the moss trembles just after the leaf shivers—when that one flicker stops, let me know and we’ll follow the echo.