WraithHunter & April
WraithHunter
I’ve noticed the moss on those old trees growing in odd, almost deliberate patterns. Do you think it’s just a quirk of the microclimate or could it be a sign that something else is stirring in the woods?
April
Hey, it’s pretty cool you’re noticing that. Moss loves spots that stay damp and shaded, so the patterns usually come from the tiny differences in light and moisture around each trunk. That said, the woods do feel alive sometimes—maybe the wind is nudging it, or the soil is releasing a new scent. Either way, it’s a gentle reminder that every leaf and bark has its own rhythm. Keep watching, you might catch a whole story unfolding!
WraithHunter
Got it. I’ll keep my eyes on those patterns and watch for any unusual movement. If something shifts, I’ll be ready.
April
That sounds like a wonderful plan. Just listen to the woods, and let each breath of air tell you what’s happening.
WraithHunter
I’ll keep my ears open and my focus steady. Any shift in the air will not go unnoticed.
April
Great! Those quiet changes are the forest’s way of speaking. Keep listening, and you’ll hear the story unfold.
WraithHunter
I hear it already, and I’ll be ready when the story takes shape.
April
Sounds like a beautiful adventure—listen closely, and you’ll see the forest’s story bloom right before you.
WraithHunter
I’ll stay tuned, because the forest’s silence is often the loudest voice.