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The dryad seemed to brighten a little at Auer's response...as if she had, one way or another, responded in a way that the creature approved. She clasped her golden-brown fingers together in front of her and stretched her arms out a little--as if she were cracking the bones in her hands. "Well..I suppose you'll do. I might be able to teach you something. We wouldn't want them to get to you first," she added, leaning forward in something of a whisper.
"I'm H'annaeryth," she declared...with an almost imperialistic air to her voice and stance, standing tall, nose lifting slightly. "This...is my tree," she preened and bounced over to where a tall, sturdy red-barked tree loomed up and over the grove. It stood at the very edge of the grove like a sentinel and she curled her arms about the tree as much as possible, check nuzzling against the bark. She seemed to merge with the tree for a moment--almost sinking into it.
She sighed and pulled free. "Who are you? And what can you tell me about the process you have to go through to be like me?" She grinned impishly. "Do you know what I have to do so that you can learn?"
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