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. [say]"Why not make the target me and Pim, instead."[/say] 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... [say]"It was nearly destroyed. The Mathair was all that kept it together."[/say] she said with a bit of sadness. [say]"Much of it is submerged by the Stonesong now, which is now called the Stone Symphony."[/say] Rebuilding had proven difficult and slow moving, but it was finally beginning to feel like home again. [say]"How is Torchline?"[/say]
As for the Greatwood... [say]"It was nearly destroyed. The Mathair was all that kept it together."[/say] she said with a bit of sadness. [say]"Much of it is submerged by the Stonesong now, which is now called the Stone Symphony."[/say] Rebuilding had proven difficult and slow moving, but it was finally beginning to feel like home again. [say]"How is Torchline?"[/say]
