[PQ] [split] blue tipped fingers [rq]

are you telling this story or am I?

How about the tops? Fiadh glances around now that the snakes are (mostly) deciding to stay put, and she applauds herself on a job well done when it comes to the bottom of these trees. And whilst clambering up to the very tip-tops of the branches does sound fun, she doesn't want to end up covered in serpents a second time. Tried and tested is usually the easiest, too.

And so, ensuring the vial is uncorked, she shifts back into a red kite and takes it carefully in her talons, before beating her wings to carry her up through the trees. Once clear of the last reaching branches, Fiadh soars overhead, shaking the vial to sprinkle water over the treetops.

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Fiadh shifts into a red kite and off she goes!

Fiadh

Camilla

Her self contained rain shower does its job and she can't help the delighted laugh that bubbles up in her chest as the trees sigh around her in relief. "There. Satisfied are we?" Camilla calls out to the trees around her, posing the question as if they might actually grant her an answer.

Now to get into the treetops. Camilla considers her options, hands on her hips as she cocks her head to the side, scanning the canopy. She secures the fluid in her pocket, focusing on her abilities and using her earth manipulation to surge her towards a sturdy looking branch, grasping onto it when she got close enough. Camilla hoists herself up, straddling the branch until she got herself steady enough to stand. The Abandoned keeps a hand on the branches around her, using the hold to keep her from tumbling to the ground as she begins to carefully sprinkle the last of her vial in the canopy. "Can't leave you out.." She murmurs mostly to herself, a smile tugging on the corners of her lips.

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Camilla uses her earth manipulation magic to bring her up to the canopy so she can sprinkle the rest of her vial there too.

We can't make any promises now can we, babe?
But you can make me a drink