[ It is... the most bizarre experience of most so far in this strange land. Elves are not unfamiliar with a kind of telepathy, a sharing of thoughts among their kin or only with those able. Not unfamiliar with the ability of reading thoughts of beasts, whether clear as a day or simply muted impressions, or of plant life. But this seems on an entirely new level and it startles Legolas more so than the odd appearance of the beast.
He takes in what it says, but the arrow remains nocked, his bow remains raised. And his words are a quick string, a little harsh in his surprise. ]
whoops sorry, life happened (and still is...)
He takes in what it says, but the arrow remains nocked, his bow remains raised. And his words are a quick string, a little harsh in his surprise. ]
What are you?