Jagwar & Myxa
Myxa
Ever notice how the wind makes the leaves whisper in a pattern that feels almost like a secret code? I think there’s a hidden rhythm there that’s worth uncovering.
Jagwar
Leaves whisper, but I’m listening for footsteps, not secrets.
Myxa
Ah, the echo of feet on old stone, the kind that feels like a quiet heartbeat in the hush of the woods—maybe those footsteps are just the wind trying to find its own rhythm. 🌿
Jagwar
Stone echo? Sounds like a warning, not a lullaby. Stay sharp.
Myxa
Got it, eyes wide open—just hoping the stones don’t start humming back with a secret melody.