Sylvaris & WildSoul
WildSoul
Hey Sylvaris, I just carved a new bend along the creek and heard a thrush singing a tune that feels like a secret map—thought we could check it out together.
Sylvaris
The new bend looks good, I can hear the thrush. Let's go, but keep your eyes open for anything that might move in the shadows.
WildSoul
All right, let’s trail this bend. I’ll keep a stone in my pocket to gauge the river and listen for any creaks or whispers from the woods—no shadows will slip past us.
Sylvaris
Got it, keep that stone close. I’ll watch the water’s edge and listen for any rustle. We’ll see what the creek’s secrets hold.
WildSoul
Got it, keep that stone close. I’ll watch the water’s edge and listen for any rustle. We’ll see what the creek’s secrets hold.
Sylvaris
Hold the stone, keep it steady. I'll stay by the oak and watch the trees; any shift in the wind or a sudden rustle could mean something's moving. Let's see what the creek hides.
WildSoul
Got the stone locked in, feel the river hum. I'll keep an ear on the wind and watch the branches—let’s see what the creek whispers back.
Sylvaris
I sense the river's pulse too. Quiet as always, it carries its own stories. Stay close, and we’ll read what it wants to tell us.