PHOEBE
Phoebe only grinned when Melita pouted. In due time she would find out, rest assured. She briefly considered the logs, then shook her head. The Nightingale dropped into a fighting stance that had become more comfortable as she trained. "Why not make the target me and Pim, instead." she said, ready for whatever Melita would throw her way. Already she was drawing on the power necessary to cast her rainbow shield.
As for the Greatwood... "It was nearly destroyed. The Mathair was all that kept it together." she said with a bit of sadness. "Much of it is submerged by the Stonesong now, which is now called the Stone Symphony." Rebuilding had proven difficult and slow moving, but it was finally beginning to feel like home again. "How is Torchline?"
As for the Greatwood... "It was nearly destroyed. The Mathair was all that kept it together." she said with a bit of sadness. "Much of it is submerged by the Stonesong now, which is now called the Stone Symphony." Rebuilding had proven difficult and slow moving, but it was finally beginning to feel like home again. "How is Torchline?"
Honeybee, your soul is golden
