Kust & Kotelok
You ever notice how the wind changes direction at that ridge? I swear there's a hidden path that keeps shifting. Want to try finding it together, or would you just keep cataloguing the bark?
I’ve noted the ridge’s gusts for weeks; they’re a stubborn puzzle. I could follow the shift, but my catalog of bark has a tighter schedule. Maybe I’ll sketch the pattern and you can chase the path—just don’t expect me to abandon the trees.
Sounds like a good trade— you keep the bark charts, I chase the wind trail. Just don’t let the trees get bored and start a rebellion.
Fine, but only if you promise to bring a compass and a notebook for the trail. And keep the trees quiet; they tend to make noise when I’m not looking.