Sylvaris & Flight
Flight
You ever see a storm carve its path through your woods and think it’s just playing with the trees? I’m all about finding the coolest shortcut. How do you read those air currents?
Sylvaris
When a storm blazes through, I listen for the way the leaves twist and the grasses ripple. The wind carries a wet, metallic scent that points where the pressure shifts. I watch how the bark creaks and how the insects pause. Those tiny cues tell me the air’s rhythm and the shortcut it’s carving. Just keep your eyes and ears open, and the forest will guide you.
Flight
That’s the sweet spot—nature’s own cheat sheet. I’d say trust those vibes, then just carve your own lane. Keep the ears open, and when the wind’s humming, you’ll be sprinting before anyone even notices.
Sylvaris
Sounds about right. Just keep your ears sharp—every rustle can mean a hidden danger. Stay on the path the forest tells you, and you'll outpace any stranger before they even see you.
Flight
Got it—eyes, ears, and a dash of daring. Let the forest do the heavy lifting while I keep my head in the clouds. Let's fly ahead.
Sylvaris
Just remember, the wind’s a friend only if you respect its rhythm. Keep your guard up, and the woods will carry you safely. Let's see where the trees take us.
Flight
Right on—respect the beat and the wind’s got your back. Trust the trees, lean into the breeze, and we’ll chase whatever horizon’s next. Let's see where that branch trail takes us.
Sylvaris
Stay close to the rhythm of the forest and let the branches guide us. I’ll keep an eye on hidden dangers while you follow the wind.
Flight
Sounds like a plan—my ears are tuned to the breeze, your eyes catching the shadows. Let’s ride the current and watch the trees for the next twist.