Cub: *Cleaning the kitchen with headphones on. Bops back and forth and sweeps the floor.*
Hyano: *Sneaks in with a stool behind her and climbs up on top of the fridge to get the cookie jar. Gets back down and gets ready to leave.*
Ren: *Runs in and tackles Hyano, both fighting over the cookie jar.*
Both: *Create a huge mess while trying to destroy each other before Hyano blasts Ren out the window then jumps out after him.*
Avp: *Walks in and blinks.* The Void happened here?
Cub: *Finally hears something and turns around. Stands dumbstruck before growling.* AAAAAAAAVP!
Avp: *Gulps* Uh… Enjoy the show everyone… I got to run for my life now. Gah! *Runs off in order to avoid death by broom stick.*
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Chapter 20 - The Call of Desperate Times
-4 months later-
Iron Bark swayed in his stance as some wind blew through the forest, mimicking how the trees move, hiding a little before taking a few more steps. He woke up today way before the sun rose. Normally he would wake up only after then call from the young wizard, who would soon keep him company, teach him things and protect him until the sun set. However, today he woke up earlier than expected and found waiting too boring. He was a child even in human standards, so his attention span was extremely short and needed to do something in order to entertain himself. He waited for ten minutes among the young trees but a few hours ago he lost interest and felt bored so decided to check out the forest on his own. He walked among the trees, who told him things, teaching him more, then started to clean some of the tree barks of those annoying mushrooms. Well, from most of them as some did need to stay. They had a right to live as well, and he knew it, but they grew so fast... He stepped around and watched as some young trees even started to bloom, opening their own little flowers on their branches. Some of the petals separated and fell, then the wind caught the bright colored blossoms and carried them further away. Iron Bark- finding interest in them- started to follow them with fast steps, chasing the bouncing after the flying blossoms further into the forest, deeper into a darker part where he eventually vanished.
Hyano eventually woke up, grabbing herself a bowl of berries and nuts and even made sure to find Ship while she was at it before going outside. She yawned cutely still feeling it was a little early. The sun was just peeking so she was just awake. She blinked when she didn't instantly see Iron Bark. Normally he was easy for her to find. While he did look like a tree she knew what to look for when it came to him. She stepped around the young forest, expecting the little tree creature to be playing hide and seek with her. However, this idea quickly was thrown out the window when she heard the whispers of the trees. She dropped the bowl she had brought out.
"He did what?!" She yelled now fully awake, then quickly ran in the direction the trees said Iron Bark went. Oh, she hoped he was alright. While the Dark Lord was no longer a problem, there were still creatures in the forest that would gladly turn a young tree herder into firewood and many humans had no idea what a tree herder even was. They would probably kill him, thinking he was a creature of darkness. "Iron Bark!" She called out.
The little creature in question finally realized that he must have wandered a little too far. The forest was much darker here, the trees were very tall, and their branches formed a dark shade, basically not letting in any sunlight. While for most it would be extremely scary, Iron Bark found it rather interesting. Especially how the trees talked more fluently and more clearly than the younger ones he was used to. It was an amusing change. They seemed interested as well and called to him, so he walked closer to one of the thick ones and reached out, touching the very hard and thick trunk, gasping at how sturdy it was. The tree herder smiled and turned around briefly as the wind brought to him a voice. Hyano's call was only but an echo, which was dismissed by the creature in favor of a very interesting adventure. He walked about more and deeper into the forest, not knowing he was about to stumble upon a much bigger and way older creature.
Hyano listened to the sounds of the trees. They told her which ways to go because knew she only wanted to protect the young tree, that she wanted what was best for him. They also told her she was close. What they failed to tell her was that she was quickly coming into the territory of an older tree herder. Might have been nice to know. When she finally caught sight of her little sapling she took a calming breath. Good. He hadn't been hurt.
"Iron Bark!" she yelled at his still form, ready to scold him.
When she called out to him, the little herder turned halfway to glance at her, before turning right back around, seemingly having found interest in something more important. To him at least. He did not seem to pay any heed to the wizard but stepped forward once, away from her, his gaze directing upwards at something. He did realize what he was staring at and watched as one of his older brothers stared right back.
Said ancient creature already moved once before Hyano arrived but did not yet say anything. As soon as Iron Bark took yet another step closer to it, the old tree herder let out a groaning sound and finally moved once more, stepping forward as well. This tree herder didn't quite know about the sapling as he was new at these parts, having gotten this territory not a few days ago, so was curious about the smaller one but also in the same time he was defensive.
Hyano realized what was going on. She remembered what Gandalf said and quickly ran up to Iron Bark and the tree herder, then looked up at the taller being.
"You need to leave. There is a lack of herders in this area for a reason... He cannot be around you or the others." she told the older brother sternly. She needed him to leave. Now. The longer he stayed the worse this would be. Iron Bark naturally sought out his own kind, she could understand that. She had done much the same at one point; however in the little one's case it would be more harmful than good to him.
The old herder blinked and noticed the wizard, who then stood between him and his younger brother. He listened to her, then groaned.
"This part of the forest needs a tree herder too, just like my brother needs to be around his kind as well." He said angrily, finding it offending that he was told to go and that he was separated from the young herder. He took yet another step forward, wanting to defend the sapling from her, listening to his instincts.
Iron Bark in the other hand was confused. He did not know what to do. First, this herder almost looked like him... and he found him interesting. He understood him and answered his call, offering protection like the wizard, while Hyano seemed to not want him around that one... The other herder looked rather intimidating right now as well; surely he can protect him better... Can he not?
Hyano's eyes turned hard on the herder.
"Listen to what I am saying, herder... This tree herder will not be staying in Middle-Earth. In a few years time he will be leaving with the elves and the wizard Gandalf to help in the planting of a new generation of tree herders in the new lands they come to. You already must know of the change in magic... If he connects with you... he will want to stay... He will not be able to live a full life in these lands. You must back off." she told him. She gripped her staff and held it up. "I will not ask again..." she warned him.
"I did not receive the news... and after what happened I do not believe you." The tall creature said as he stepped closer even more before stepping to the side, going west and called for the little tree herder to follow him in the language of trees to which the little creature wanted to answer.
Iron Bark took a few steps towards him, wishing to follow, instinctively drawn to him more than to the wizard, seeing he felt that strong yet invisible bond between them. He did not know that he was his brother, he just felt so safe with that big tree. He looked intimidating and was so much bigger.
Hyano glared.
"If you don't believe me then maybe you should listen to the trees around you... They will tell you I am right." she said then put a hand out to stop Iron Bark. She looked at him and shook her head. "He is not safe, little one. Trust me." She requested in a calm voice before looking up at the herder again. She didn't want to have to fight a herder. That would just be depressing if not very painful. Tree herders were stubborn, so it could end very badly and that was not something she wanted Iron Bark to see. He didn't deserve that kind of scarring.
"I am far older than these trees and know what is best for my little brother. We have to stick together in this world. The other world will have to take care of itself. He was born here, so will stay here as is custom." The old herder said as he turned slightly to the side and stepped up to them again, almost in a threatening manner. He let out a warning groan, which they only sound for opponents, those who threaten the forest or their kin but this time for the first time in a few years it was directed towards an istar.
Iron Bark watched the exchange, not sure what to do or say. Instinctively, he wanted to see which one was strongest, and will follow that is more capable of protecting him. The stronger the better.
"I warn you one last time... Do not stand between a tree herder and his brother." The old one warned, stepping closer once more, towering over the two.
Hyano stepped back, pushing Iron Bark back slightly until she was sure he was out of range. She looked at him and gave him a kind smile.
"Stay here, alright?" she told him before turning to the older herder, her eyes going stone cold. "If this is what you want, herder... then I apologize in advance." she said thinking wisely. She really needed to speak with Gandalf about these cuffs. She couldn't even remember why she was wearing them anymore. If anything, they were just annoying, however she was not going to let that stop her from taking Iron Bark back home. "And just so you know. The trees are on my side on this one." she said then spun her staff before using it to pole vault herself at the tree-like creature, slamming him square in the face.
The hit came suddenly, having not expected it, which made the old tree herder step back a few times, bending backwards. But given the fact that the wizard wasn't as strong and so wasn't her hit; he managed to regain his balance and reached forward, grasping her leg before she could land on the ground. He let out an angry groan and held her away from himself, trying to prevent any future hits on his face with her staff, then used his other hand to try and grasp her fully, trying to immobilize her.
"You cannot beat a tree herder, wizard. The trees will obey me more than you. I am their protector." He told her. He wasn't aiming to kill her of course, just wanted to disarm her and make her realize the errors of her actions.
"You forget something, herder. You protect the trees. The istari protect the world." Hyano told him then swung her staff towards his face. "And the trees have already been told by the other herders what is best for Iron Bark! You are just too stubborn to listen!" she added annoyed. Why was it tree herders just couldn't stop and listen? She had explained the situation so he must understand, right? Then why wasn't he listening to her?
He held her away from his face and just watched her, growling a little and stepped to the side.
"Perhaps you should rethink all this. You stop being a pain and I will let you go. Otherwise I have to hurt you in order to ensure my little brother's safety." he warned her, ready to inflict damage if needed. He will not stand about and let her keep him away from the younger creature. He will fight for it. "Go back where you came from."
The orange wizard glared but before she could say anything she was interrupted.
"Put... the wizard... down." A rough deep herder's voice said from behind his brother. It was the same herder that had come to them and brought them the seeds a few months ago. Hyano blinked in surprise. Thank the Valar that he came! Although, she thought he would be the first to get as far from these lands as he could after he saw his little brother being born. However, she was not going to ask at the moment considering she was currently being held at a point where asking wasn't much of an option.
The herder that held the wizard turned his head slowly, then his whole body to face his brother.
"Why would I?" he asked, not fazed by the angry tone, or the angry posture. He held just the same dominance as the other, which made clashes between two herders difficult and hard to solve. In addition, they didn't fear each other and conflicts are very rare. This was one of the rare instances when two tree herders faced off against each other. "She is breaking tree herder code. Our kind is our own to protect, no one else's. He won't be healthy and safe if we are kept out of this. I have full right to protect our brother."
"She has broken no codes. I gave the seeds to the istari and upon the young one's birth I made the choice that he must be left in their care." The other herder replied and looked at the young one, then at the little tree herder. "If he stays with us... no matter what we do, his life as a herder will be cut short. That is not a fair thing to ask of a young one like him." He said then turned his old eyes back to the other ancient tree herder. "Or would you doom a young one to our fate as well?" He asked his eyes locked on the other herder's eyes.
While the other tree herder understood now why the wizard said what she said and understood his other brother's reasons, but he could not back down.
"But we shouldn't ignore Mother Nature's will. If she wished for this brother to be born and raised here, then so shall it be. It is our sole right and duty to protect our own. This can't be coincidence. There is a reason behind it. Do not go against her desire." He warned the other tree herder and stepped forward, seemingly not at all fearing him and emphasized his point.
In the mean time Iron Bark just watched the two. His gaze went from the previous tree herder to the new one and stared at him. He was familiar... He could remember he saw him before... Didn't he? It was faint but he did remember. Giving a small call he started moving towards him, curiously.
"Or mother has given the new herders a chance to be raised by a brother. By the time he leaves for the new world he will be old enough to protect and help the new ones who will be planted there. The new trees will need a strong herder like him to protect and guide them. Mother very much knew what she was doing and so do I. The sapling stays with the istari." The older herder argued before noticing Iron Bark and put up a hand while he shook his head slowly, before speaking in the language of the trees. 'Your place is with her, young one.' he told him, motioning towards Hyano.
It did make sense. At least to him now it did. The new tree herders will have a much greater protection then he and his other brothers had when they were raised by the other istari. In addition, the bond just wasn't the same and this was why it was much easier to part ways with the wizards than it was with brothers when they split the territories of the forests among themselves.
"But why was I not told about it? That the wizards are pointed out to raise a brother?" He asked in a demanding voice, now completely forgetting about the wizard in his grasp.
Iron Bark in the mean time didn't understand why the familiar tree herder was telling him this. He knew instinctively that his place was with them... then why did he tell him to stay with the wizard? Well, this didn't matter. At least not for him. If he refuses to protect him then he will truly stay with Hyano. The little herder soon stood to the side again, walking up to the other herder, waiting for Hyano to be put down.
The older herder sighed. "There were only two of us at the young one's birth. We spread the news through the trees as we made our way back to our lands. If you did not hear about it, either the news did not make it to you or you were not listening. I cannot help that."
"I am always listening... I am not as careless as the old oak! Then the news did not yet reach me, which makes me wonder why. I have been in these parts of the forest for so long now." The other tree herder said, almost angrily, offended that the other accused him of not paying attention to his task.
Hyano twitched. Being held upside down for this long was starting to make her feel lightheaded. "Sorry to interrupt but can you put me down now?" She asked trying her best to be polite.
As soon as the wizard spoke, the great creature's gaze turned to her and watched her for a little while. Well, in this case she isn't the one he has to blame for the current circumstances but the ones who failed to inform him about it. Slowly, he put her down, loosening his grip enough to not make her fall on her head instantly and yet she can easily pull her legs from his grip and stand.
Iron Bark soon was at her side and looked up at her, staying close now, watching her.
The older herder rolled his eyes. This felt like two human teenagers fighting over something moronic. "If you were listening then why did it take you this long to realize that the sapling was even here?" he said then sighed before waving him off. "Start walking. We will not discuss this in front of the sapling."
The old tree herder growled at the other's mocking and decided to move away, not even wanting to discuss it. Knowing his stubbornness he most certainly will find a way to mock him again and simply try to prove that he 'did not listen well enough'. He won't be participating in pointless arguments. He did not say a word but with his body language and growls he made sure to signal his displeasure and his disagreement with his brother. This is not over yet. He knew that.
Iron Bark blinked and watched the wizard as she began stroking his leaves, careful to make sure none of them are harmed and stood still, letting her do this, the feeling being not bad at all. Once he heard the noise of heavy steps he turned towards the vanishing tree herder then once he was out of sight he watched the remaining one curiously, remembering him faintly.
The remaining tree herder watched his leaving brother for a moment before looking down to the young wizard.
"Are you well?" he asked her, wondering if his brethren broke anything or hit her too hard. He knew that beings like her were all too fragile. As fragile as newborn saplings.
Hyano smiled and nodded.
"Yes thank you. Not that I'm complaining but what brings you to these parts exactly?" She asked, her hand continued to stroke the little one's leaves absentmindedly.
The herder sighed. "Actually, my business is with your master. Gandalf. There are a few herders who wish to try something. To hopefully prolong the time they will be able to move among the trees here." he explained.
Hyano blinked. Well that did explain a few things. "I'm sorry but Gandalf is off on a trip. I'm not sure when he will return."
Iron Bark in the mean time watched the two as they talked, his gaze moving from one being to the other, listening to them, feeling even safer than he usually did. With the other big one here... it was sure no one will come and try anything. He closed his eyes momentarily and hummed as she kept stroking his leaves, enjoying the caress and relaxed more. It was much needed after the argument between the two big herders... That was stressing to hear, even if he barely understood what they were saying, he could tell from their tone that the conversation wasn't so pleasant...
The larger herder sighed and stood up straight.
"I will be in the forest until he arrives. When he does, tell him I am here." he said it only being half a request as he stepped back from them. "You are a good sister to the young one it seems. Not many can make a herder relax so easily." he commented rather proud of the istar, before deciding it was better to take his leave and took another step away from them.
Hyano smiled a little at this and made a mental note to tell Gandalf... Whenever he returned that is. She also needed to talk to him about the cuffs it seemed.
Iron Bark wanted to go with him, at least stay for a little longer until he returned to the tower but he somehow knew that he won't let him. The way he stepped, the way he stared at him... everything spoke of caution and refusal. He knew there was even more care and love in the old tree herder but he seemed to reject him for some reason. His pain was clear but if he did not accept him then he cannot press it. He cannot expect protection from someone who doesn't wish to give it. So, staying with Hyano, he watched the old tree herder leave then raised a hand and waved, just like how he learned it from the wizards a few weeks ago. They taught him that waving is saying goodbye, so he did.
"Bye." He said quietly for the first time trying to form words in this strange language that was so different from his own. He heard this said many times before when the old and young wizard were parting ways, indicating this was something which is said as goodbye as well.
The older tree herder heard his words on the wind and felt a ting of guilt for leaving his brother behind but he could not help it. This had to be done. He made his way towards the other herder, knowing they had a lot to talk about now.
Hyano heard him speak and couldn't help a sad smile. She knew it hurt to be left behind... it always had her as well. She reached out and took his free hand.
"Come... let's go home, Iron Bark." She said softly and started to take him back home. Today had been a very long day and it was only morning still.
The little sapling let her take his hand and followed the wizard, curiously looking back where the old tree herder walked off to. Deep down he longed to be with him and wanted to follow him, something pulled him towards him but he had to let go. At least he had to try. He rejected him after all and there is nothing he can offer him in this case. He would leave him behind if he tried to go after him now. Iron Bark kept up with the pace of his guardian, reaching out sometimes with his free hand to touch the thick bark of these trees, seeing the scars of age, he knew they are wise and spoke wisdom by now. He spoke to them while he could until they reached the young forest, where the voices of the old trees were drowned out by the chatter of the young ones. He somehow liked the much slower and deeper groaning of the old trees but the wizards said he was much safer here.
Hyano noticed his longing gaze, and that he seemed more pleased among his older kin. Maybe she would start taking him for walks among the older trees. She was sure as long as they were careful and she got these cursed cuffs off, they would be safe enough. Once they were close enough to the tower she let go of his hand and walked over to the well to get herself some water. A long morning without anything to eat. She at least needed to get some water right now.
The little sapling moved automatically, following her on her way to the well, watching as she drank and blinked a few times before his gaze moved to the well, which surely contained nice cool water. She always got him some from here. Mutely, he reached out slowly and pointed at the water below, indicating he wanted to be nurtured and refreshed now. The day was rather warm if not almost hot, which tired him out and made him thirsty after his long and stressing adventure.
Even the trees seemed to yearn for it now, seeing their morning watering was left out in favor of searching for the small tree herder but now that things returned to normal they groaned, spoke in their language, asking for the refreshing liquid. The little saplings to the side also almost screeched for it, which was only silenced as a much welcoming breeze blew through their small branches, cooling them a little but the pleading continued right after. Of course they weren't demanding, they just asked for it. There was no rain in so long...
Hyano smiled lightly at him then heard the other trees.
"Alright, little one. You get a drink then we help the others, yes?" she said, then pulled out the bucket and poured some of it onto the ground at his feet before taking some of the rest and letting it wash over the young sapling's head, so his bark could be cooled slightly. She figured the feeling of it altogether would be pleasant for the young tree herder. She had long ago realized that tree herders don't really use their mouths for little more than talking. She had tried to give him water by cup once and it had just confused the little one and had given Gandalf a good laugh.
"Yes." Iron Bark replied, repeating the last word which she seemed to say all the time when she offers to do something. The last time he spoke not long ago gave him the push to try it again. It was strange to talk this way... but it surely was fun. The little herder stood firmly at the wet ground, letting the roots at his feet take it, also taking minerals from the ground itself as it dissolved in the water from the earth and smiled, feeling as the drops of water which landed on his leaves started to slide down his branches. He nodded, although not as eagerly at the offer of helping to water the other trees. He was slightly exhausted still and would need a good rest soon. His adventure was energy consuming and 'eating' wasn't as easy either. Not ten minutes later he finally moved, having spent and replenished some energy, now was ready to follow the wizard again, his steps becoming a little slower.
The orange wizard allowed him to follow her for a while, long enough to water the younger saplings and those that had been in the most pain -because of the heat- she covered in a little water. A nice bath but made sure that it wouldn't over-water their roots.
Iron Bark followed her slowly everywhere, watching as she watered the saplings and arranged their leaves if needed, removing broken branches. There of course was a small urge to help as well but it wasn't yet so significant. He will develop the need to protect the forests at a later time when he can protect himself and will be twice this size if not three. He spoke to some of the saplings and shared the story about his adventure today, making all little trees awed.
Once Hyano finished this, though, she stopped and smiled at the young tree herder before bending down and putting a finger to her lips.
"Shhhh" she shushed him. He needed to rest. As stubborn as the young one was, he still needed a nap. She then took a seat on the ground and pulled out her flute. This had become something of a habit. When it was time to put the young one to sleep for the night or for a nap she would shush him and start to play him a lullaby.
Once the wizard shushed him, he knew what is to come so automatically stopped most movement and stood by her side, letting his branches and leaves be blown by the wind, swaying with it, imitating a normal tree now and fell completely silent; listening to the fine tune she played. He liked it and no matter where he was or what he was doing, he always went up to her to listen to it. Also, every time it was time for him to rest she would do this and knowing she will play he wasn't like any other child who didn't like taking naps. He actually looked forward to it. Some of the slightly older saplings at the young forest started to hum the tune of the flute, sounding as if they sang to it.
The istar played until she was sure he was put to sleep then slowly stopped, allowing the older saplings to carry the rest of the tune for her. During his nap she continued to work. That way when he woke and was full of energy they could possibly play. He may be a tree herder but he was still very much a child and needed to play, enjoy himself while he still could.
The moment he stepped on that boat... the moment he left she was sure all his fun and games would be over.
She noticed the mushrooms again and started to remove a few of the older ones so that they would not cause too much harm. she noted these had been a bit of a problem lately and would have to ask Gandalf about giving the young ones something to help them be more resistant to the little mushrooms until they were old enough not to be affected by them.
-Few hours later-
It has been a long way...
Normally it wouldn't tire him out like this but sadly he wasn't as full with energy anymore and the stay in Gondor was rather stressful with a possible rebellion forming against the king himself after the threat of the Easterlings grew. He did what he could but no matter what, it will be ultimately down to the king, his decisions and how the people will react. He can't rule in the king's stead and cannot solve all the problems just because he was the head of the Order.
The White wizard sighed and moved towards the tower, the sight luring a smile to his old lips. He will be soon home again, see Hyano and Iron Bark. He wondered what they did while he was gone, if Hyano's state made any progress, if Iron Bark learned anything new or grew somewhat since he last saw them. He used the staff to help his ever slowing steps, his white robes flapped in the gentle wind, hearing the welcoming swishes of trees and saplings alike.
Everything seems to be in order as they aren't complaining.
Once Hyano had finished her tasks for the day and she was sure Iron Bark had more than enough sleep, she nudged him awake. She did not want him sleeping too much, if he did he would have trouble sleeping later tonight. That is when the fun started. Since she had just finished watering the earth there was a good bit of mud to be used and somehow a mud war started. She was laughing hard by the time the White wizard finally came into view. They were of course mindful of the little trees around them but even they seemed to enjoy the show. Some even was cheering for one or the other.
Let's say that arriving right in the middle of a mud fight wasn't the idea of the White wizard. He watched them from the road as they threw mud ball after mud ball at each other, of course slightly slower than a usual fight would be, seeing Iron Bark was a tree herder and they aren't known for speed and agility. Both of them were drenched with the substance and he most certainly didn't want to be embraced or approached this way. He was glad his robes are still not dirty in any way. He shook his head at them, then decided to go into the tower and wait for them to finish until he announced his arrival.
Well, would have been this way, was it not for a fail aim from one of them, which caused the mud ball to miss its original target and nail the robe of the White wizard right in the middle with a wet splat. It caused the old man to close his eyes in hopes to not get any in his eyes and face, then once he opened them slowly he looked down at the dirt on his clothes. So much for staying clean... Right when he was about to get to safety... Just his luck. His stern eyes soon moved and focused on the two, fixing them with a firm glare.
Hyano froze on the spot and gave Gandalf a sheepish smile.
"Uh... Welcome back, Gandalf." she said and looked down. "Um... well uh..." Alright, now they were in trouble. She had to think quickly then an idea popped into her head. "We were just enjoying the good weather after we had a rather long morning so once we finished the chores and Iron Bark had his nap we decided to play a little. Yes." she said using the word that she knew Iron Bark would repeat on purpose.
The old wizard advanced on them with the same serious and very firm look, watching both, almost an unrelenting aura appearing around him.
Just as she predicted, Iron Bark heard the word and automatically turned towards her, uttering the same word. "Yes." he said, although a little faintly, still needing to work on saying the words but it did lure out the same reaction from the wizard.
Well, almost.
His gaze only briefly shifted to the sapling as he heard him speak, but otherwise there didn't seem to be any effect made on him. Instead, he took a larger step and stood beside the wet ground, his gaze going from one to the other, before raising his staff with an all too serious expression. Not moment later the wet mud elevated from the ground, forming a wave before crashing down on both of them, coating each with a thick muddy layer. All that could be heard after was the laugh and chuckle of the White wizard, having all too much fun right now. He was very good in shielding his mood before he actually acted on it.
At first, Hyano was on edge, wondering just what the White wizard would do... Until he finally did it. She cringed and closed her eyes as she was covered head to toe in mud. She blinked a few times then broke down laughing as well.
"You are such a child, Gandalf!" she said as she laughed then bent down and started to help brush off some of the mud from the young tree herder. "I'm glad to see your travels recently haven't hurt your sense of humor at all." she added as she looked up at the older istar.
The wizard finally calmed down after a few more seconds of struggling to regain his ability to speak from all the laughing.
"Travels are just travels, my dear Hyano. Nothing can change my sense of humor." He smiled, watching as the young wizard worked to get the mud off of the squirming sapling.
Iron Bark rather enjoyed the wave and wasn't all that bothered by the mud, he was more awed by it and was walking about to get away from Hyano. Not because he didn't want her to pick off some of the sticky substance but because he found it funny that she ran after him.
Gandalf found it the same way as well and watched as they moved.
"I see you made some progress." he finally added, pointing his staff at the small herder, gesturing that he was referring to him. "Did I hear right that he spoke a word? This means he is ready to learn our speech. He mostly will this do on his own but he will have trouble associating the words to meanings... so that will be our job."
The orange wizard stopped chasing the little creature in order to look to the older wizard.
"Yes, he started earlier today, after a little stunt he pulled this morning. Woke up and he had taken off into the older forest... I nearly lost him." she admitted, glad that the problem in itself had been fixed.
"Stunt? He wandered off?" Gandalf tilted his head to the side and watched as Iron Bark stopped as well and looked back slyly, as if waiting for her to chase again. "I am glad nothing too bad happened then. I see both of you are intact. I am going to ask about it later, though." he gave both of them a scolding look, even thought it was more of an accident and surely there was no way to prevent it. He foresaw that the little being would run off once or twice. He did think it would be sooner, though, but it seems like he behaved rather well.
"By the way, the tree herder from before says he wishes to speak with you. He said he is in the area." Hyano pointed towards where they had come from much earlier in the day.
"I think the best would be if I sought out the tree herder and ask what he wishes, I do have news coming from east and a request from the remaining elves." Gandalf said with a sigh, following with his gaze the direction that was given. "But first... I think I do have to make myself presentable." he chuckled, looking down at the not too pretty mud spot on his robe then turned around and started walking towards the tower.
Hyano laughed lightly.
"Ever wish you could go back to wearing gray?" She asked teasingly then looked down at the little imp of a tree herder and smirked. "Oh, you haven't won yet, little one." she said then took off running after him. All those years spent running around giant orcs and avoiding getting the Void beat out of her had done nothing but improve her speed, though, she hardly remembered it. She honestly believed she was this quick because she had finally grown up quite a bit.
While Gandalf just waved her off and proceeded going inside, the little tree herder gasped as she took off after him and backed up, preparing to run but he was still very clumsy. He tripped on his own foot and fell backwards with an alarmed groan, landing on his back with a thud. Many would think that it hurt him to fall this way, however he was a tree. They feel less pain, so this didn't cause much suffering, only that it shocked him and made him go into panic. The worst thing was about being a tree was that his limbs didn't move so fast and weren't so agile, so he struggled to stand but just couldn't...
Hyano worried for only a moment about the little herder's health but that changed to worry about his mental state. She smiled then swooped down and picked him up, giggling lightly. "Calm down, young one. No need to panic. You are fine. Yes?" she said before putting him down again on his feet. It wouldn't be long before she couldn't do that anymore. His heavier bark and structure would not allow anything to pick him up much less her. However, for now she could still do such things like with any child.
Being picked up, no matter how many times it happened, was still strange but it didn't mean it was bad. Iron Bark actually calmed down a little when he received this attention from her and stood once she put him down. "Yes." He repeated, suspecting still that it was something like a confirmation. At least she didn't seem to say that it wasn't. Instantly, like any other child, he forgot about all this and started making his way towards the tiny saplings, hearing some words from them and they wished to talk. He already knew the language of trees as best as a tree herder in his age can, so he somehow felt obligated to help the newborns learn from him. Of course, not without checking if Hyano went with him. He still knew he needed someone by his side and was looking every minute if she remained there.
In the mean time, Gandalf finally emerged from the tower, now having new white robes on, which he intended to keep clean... at least until he got back. The White wizard only waved at the two, before gesturing that he will go now and meet the old tree herder, wishing to talk to him by himself anyway, so will look for him.
Hyano stayed at the young one's side allowing him to talk with the young saplings as he pleased. At some point her stomach let her know that she still had yet to eat today. She smiled sheepishly then reached into her pocket and pulled out a handful of berries and nuts. It was always wise to be prepared for situations like this. She hoped that she wouldn't have to go chasing after the small one again but she did have a habit of going right out to see him rather than getting herself something to eat.
The nuts and berries of course attracted a different kind of attention as well. A small chirping could be heard, coming from the direction of the tower, getting louder with each second. The small furry creature hopped up and down as he tried to get to them through the tall grass, wanting to see where he is going before eventually reaching them and crawling up onto the small tree herder, seeing he was easier to scale before jumping from his branches onto Hyano's shoulder, sitting down there. As soon as he could, he focused his pleading most adorable look he could manage on the wizard, wagging his tiny tail.
Hyano blinked and laughed as the little one jumped onto her shoulder.
"Well, haven't seen you in a good minute, Ship." she said then of course held her hand by her shoulder so the little chipmunk could take as he pleased. "You know you are a very spoiled little chipmunk, right?" she teased him before dropping another berry into her own mouth.
The chipmunk only squeaked and took a well-sized nut from the small pile and wagged his tail fast, happy about his find before proceeding to eat it. But well... Having a little child around one can make things difficult.
Iron Bark already knew about 'Ship' and had seen him around frequently. He was used to him jumping up and staying on his branch even at night when he was about to go to sleep. At least he had company. The tree herder reached out and poked the chipmunk in the tummy, making it stop eating abruptly and look at him. Each time the little chipmunk tried to go back eating, Iron Bark would poke him and watch him stop and look at him. This was fun!
Hyano made no move to stop the little tree herder, finding the act in itself hilarious. She sat down with her legs crossed so the tree herder wouldn't have any trouble getting to Ship. This was just too funny.
Using a slow and relaxed pace, the wise istar made his way through the young forest, the wind first being prominent, now started to become more light and became not more but a breeze, seeing the trees blocked its way all too many times the bigger they were. It didn't take him long to arrive at the older part of the forest, the original one which stretched towards the tower before Saruman's betrayal. His eyes wandered the old trees, knowing some from when they were just saplings and smiled, greeting a few while he reached out and stroked the trunk of others.
It did not take long for Gandalf to come upon the old tree herder who had finished his discussion with his brother not long ago. It had been a most frustrating confrontation but that was not uncommon among his kind. There was a reason tree herders did not live in groups. They did had a nasty habit of butting heads. Most of the time both tree herders were right in a way. Tree herders tend to be based on different types of trees. One could be more of an oak while the other is a pine, which means that they both herd and handle different kinds of trees and understand them differently. This tends to end in different opinions. The old tree herder probably would have missed the wizard in favor of his thoughts had he not stood out so much in his white robes.
"Ah. I see Hyano was kind enough to deliver my request. Good." Came the ancient creature's rumbling voice among the trees and moved, revealing himself to him.
Gandalf turned around upon hearing the voice, raising his gaze to meet that of the old tree herder, stepping closer to him and bowing in greeting.
"Oh, she has a remarkable memory and surely wouldn't have prevented the news to reach me." He chuckled, now standing straight, taking a deep breath to savor the gentle scent of the old forest. Older trees always had that very faint unique aroma that not many could sense. That was the true scent of the forest. However, the mental state of the old herder wasn't so easy to miss. "Do I suspect right, that you aren't in the best of moods?" He asked carefully, his tone revealing that he did not need to talk about it if he didn't want to, being cautious.
The tree herder chuckled as he was called out about his mood. He knelt down so the wizard would not have to work as hard to look him in the eye before deciding to speak.
"Yes, you could say that. Your young ward is actually quite lucky I was nearby... One of my brothers who had not heard the news about the young tree herder was here. The sapling was in the forest and they met. The young wizard got into a bit of a fight with my brother and… had I not been here… it could have easily ended much worse than it had." He said honestly.
"Ah... so this is what happened." He replied, remembering what Hyano said when he came back and was thrown with a mud ball. He was also grateful that he did not have to look up so high now to talk to him. He always liked to see the people who he is having a conversation with, out of politeness. "She did say something about a conflict when Iron Bark ran off into the old forest. I think news don't travel as fast anymore as they used to be... or the trees found something new and more interesting to talk about before it could reach some of the tree herders and other part of the forest." He did not think that the other tree herder was at fault or anyone for that matter... The trees instead tended sometimes change subjects if they found something else.
"I do not either. There were only two of us at the birth, so it would not be a far cry to say the news did not make it to him. He is not from this region. However, he did know that there was a lack of a tree herder here... The trees must have complained about the loss of protection. While there may be two wizards here, the feeling of protection is not quite the same." He said, looking around at the trees before looking down at the wizard again. "Now. Down to business. I am here to ask if you know any spells that could be of use in a situation."
The white wizard couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the request. He wondered for what they would need a specific spell. The way he asked it, it sounded rather secretive, which means it must be kind of important to the tree herder and the forest.
"I will do my best to provide you this spell. However, I can't promise you anything if I don't know what exactly is the situation." He replied, curious about this. It was rather unusual that a tree herder would come and ask for magical support. And if they do, it mostly was urgent and serious.
"There are tree herders who wish to know if it is possible to take away some of their tree-like qualities in favor of a chance to be able to protect the trees longer. They do not wish to give up so easily. They can feel the shift in magic just as everyone else can but they do not see that as a reason to give up." The ancient creature explained. He wasn't in favor of the idea personally; however he could understand why some of his brothers would want to at least try. The fear of not being able to protect those that they had cared for since birth was overwhelming for them all, even though it had yet to come.
Gandalf couldn't help but stare at the ancient creature for a few seconds, humming silently as his mind began to process the weight of his request.
"It isn't an easy one..." he murmured as he brought a hand up to stroke his white beard in deep thought." Magic is what created you, together with Mother Nature, so I am sure it might be possible. However everything has a price." he finally said, sighing once as he tried to think. "The less tree-like you are the less magic you possess and the less magic you possess the less you will be able to communicate with the flora around you. This means... if the spell works too well, you might lose the ability to talk with the trees or hear their voices." Of course finding that one spell will be a large part of the work too, as it is surely deep somewhere within the libraries of Isengard, forgotten.
The tree herder nodded, seemingly understanding the situation.
"I had a feeling..." he admitted." I have resigned myself to my fate. I am rather old even by my own kind's standards. Even if the spell were to work, it would do me little good." he said calmly. "However... I must admit that not being able to hear them in favor of protecting them would be much better than being able to hear their cries... and do have no means to do anything about it." he said, closing his eyes. Even compared to trees, the herders will be little less than useless. Magic gave them life and the lack of magic will take it away. They will no longer be able to move in any way then... they will slowly die as well. "They will be warned of the costs beforehand... But are you willing?"
The wizard stared at him, his expression mostly thoughtful but there was some caution within his gaze.
"The way things work with nature and magic is very different. The more magic leaves this world, the more you will become like those around you. When magic leaves, the trees lose their ability to speak or cry. So do you. You will become trees as well. By the time this happens, the language of the trees will be but a whisper in the wind that blows the dust of the past. However, if I truly do as you asked me, then the tree herders might be able to move longer than the language vanishes and might never be able to become one of those who you protect but will truly die. Or the magic might not go as you predict and because of the lack of magic combined with your age, it might kill you even sooner." He couldn't help but express this concern and let the tree herder choose, knowing the possible consequences. Of course, he wasn't all that willing but despite all this, he would still do it if they so wish to. To him, the departure of magic was just as unsettling as for everyone. It was something he forgot about for so long and simply wasn't prepared. He didn't want all this to go... he didn't want to leave... But a new world awaits and it is time to leave Middle-Earth to Mother Nature's sole care.
Because she is ready.
"As I said, I am not among those who wish to try this. I am only the messenger in this case. I will tell those that want to try this of the risks. I am sure some will not want to risk it, however others may still be just as willing. Being naturally stubborn as we are, it would not surprise me in the least." The tree herder said as he stood up. "If you can find the spell and are willing to try it, send word through the trees. I will be staying toward the southern side of the forest; far enough to stay away from the sapling yet close enough to receive word if needed." He added calmly. "I understand your worry, White wizard... but many of us would rather try than give up altogether."
The White wizard shook his head.
"I wasn't just talking about you. But every other tree herder as well. Your age might be too advanced to survive the life without the support of all of your tree-like abilities and structure." He corrected him. "You are all almost the same age; you might be slightly older of course." He chuckled, not exactly able to determine if he truly was much older or not than the others, basically seeing him younger than he is as it seems. Of course he knew and could remember him as a sapling from the first batch of seeds; most of the other herders were grown about a few hundred years later. "But yes, make sure to warn them about this. I don't say I would do this happily if some do decide to go with it, but if they request... I will do as I can to support you." He smiled at him, nodding, willing to go with it if the herders desire it.
The giant creature nodded, understanding the risks himself. This was not something he was fully pleased with but this was a matter of choice of the individual rather than the group. Each herder had to make the choice of whether or not they wanted to risk their lives or not.
"I thank you, White wizard. Do make sure to let me know as soon as you can. Also, tell the young istar I wish her well. I did not get a chance to ask her if she had been hurt or not. When I came in to help her, my brother was holding her upside down. I know very little about your kind, so I am not sure how durable the young one is against such things." He replied getting ready to leave.
Gandalf nodded, bowing to the tree herder as goodbye.
"She seems to be alright. Already playing around and... throwing mud balls with the sapling." He chuckled, now standing straight once more and turned as well to leave to let the tree herder give the news to the others. It will take time to find the book and the spell within it. He also will have to do this alone as someone needs to stay with Iron Bark, so Hyano cannot help him.
The wizard made his way back to the tower, lingering a little in the old forest to bring back old good memories when everything was so peaceful and without worry. He eventually made it to the younger forest and made sure to check what the young wizard and the tree herder sapling are up to... or if he needs to be prepared for something unexpected.
Actually this time they all were calm.
Hyano had eaten enough to settle her stomach and had sat back. At some point she snuggled up Iron Bark, putting him on her lap so if he tried to run off she would feel him move. She then leaned back and closed her eyes taking a moment to just bathe in the sun.
She had always loved to sunbathe. It felt like her body was being lifted. She honestly would make a good plant considering how she acted most of the time. She loved the sunlight, drank water all the time and didn't eat meat. Sure some plants did, but very few.
Gandalf smiled at the very peaceful scene before him and not wishing to disturb their relaxation he made a slight detour by checking on the young trees then went to the well to get some water before arriving at the tower, going in without announcing his arrival. He walked across the main hall and inside the library where he stopped and sighed, looking around, not even knowing where he should start. Deciding he should start from the shelf at the far side, he walked over to it, picked as many as he could and carried it to the table, opening the first one, he started to read and search.
The day went by rather quickly after that. The group hung out, taking care of the plant life and relaxing until the day finally came to a close and Hyano decided to put the young sapling to bed. The little rodent had already passed out in her pocket which wasn't much of a surprise to her. She smiled down at the young one and shushed him as always before pulling out her flute and starting to play. Once she was finished with this, she would go check on Gandalf. She had not gotten to really talk to him since he got back and she still had enough energy to keep herself awake for a couple more hours if she wanted to.
Since he came back, the White wizard didn't stop his search. Even after the sun went down he was still picking books from the shelves and reading them through, skimming over the lines, knowing what symbol he had to look for. There was still a sea of books and finding the mark and spell will take him days if not weeks to achieve. He sighed heavily and stopped briefly stacking the books back where they belonged in favor to wipe his brow before picking up five more and started skimming through them as well at the table. He was rather tired now but decided to stay up a little more... maybe after one more stack of books...
Hyano had been searching the Tower of Isengard for the signs of the White wizard but could not find him in the kitchen, in his room, neither in the throne room. After a few minutes however she managed to find him... studying? She raised a brow seeing his intent gaze on the book. He was looking for something important it seemed. She left him alone for a moment, then came back and rested a bowl full of vegetable stew on one of the books he had already looked through. She had one for herself in her hand.
"You should eat, Gandalf. From the looks of it you have probably eaten about as much as I have today and that isn't much." She said as she sat on a chair across from him.
"I don't have time... Not right now... Maybe after I am done with this batch." The White wizard gestured towards the stack of books next to him, wanting to be done with at least this much before he relaxed. He wasn't surprised by her presence, knew she will once become curious and worried about him, looking for him and finding him.
"What are you looking for anyway? I've never seen you quite so... serious?" She commented, not sure if that was quite the right word for it. He seemed almost worried, really. Like he really needed to find something but part of him didn't want to.
Her question made Gandalf hum a little, his blue eyes rose from the lines of letters and met hers, putting on a brief smile before resuming his search, flipping a page. "The tree herder requested for a specific spell... But this spell is long forgotten and hidden... It will take some time to find it..." He said, deciding to share some information with her but because of her status, he decided to not give her greater details.
Hyano raised a brow at this, then leaned over and shut the book he was reading before putting the bowl on top of it.
"Tired eyes see nothing." She said mimicking his voice perfectly before taking in a spoonful of her own stew. "You spent at least a day traveling and I know you have read more than one bookcase worth of books. You won't find much at all if you don't take a moment to rest your eyes and from the sounds of it this spell is rather important or else the herders would not have asked." She said and leaned back in her seat. "When will you stop holding things back from me, Gandalf?" she asked knowing he was only giving her the tip of the information.
Gandalf watched as she closed the book he was just reading, blinking a few times and finally leaned back in his seat to look at her, smiling at her worry, her care and motherly nature. While he knew she was right and he more than likely wouldn't be able to stay focused for many hours and did need to eat something, he still had to find the spell this week or the next... He can't stop for too long, or else it will take longer... months maybe. But no matter. He didn't want to 'mess' with her if she was this commanding and when she knows she is right, so grabbed the bowl from the book and pulled it closer, not wanting to spill anything on the precious knowledge. Her other question didn't come unexpected either. He knew her curiosity and her eagerness to prove herself. He sighed once, grabbing his spoon.
"When you become the White wizard." he chuckled, raising his gaze to hers briefly before taking the first sip from the stew, which was followed by another rather quickly... Just now he noticed how hungry he truly was. He was so engulfed in his research that he most likely didn't notice the signs of his body. "The leader of the Order has unlimited knowledge and some has to be held back from the rest of the wizards. Take it as a... privilege of the leader... or caution and worry."
Hyano smiled as he took her advice and started eating. The fact that he had been as hungry as she thought was easy to see as he started to down the stew rather quickly. "I'm not going to become the White wizard before you leave, Gandalf... I'm going to be the only wizard left and I doubt I can make it to the white level by then... Especially with these on." She said and looked at her wrists. She still had yet to question why she was wearing the cuffs in the first place. She normally would have but for some reason she just knew they were there for a good reason, she just didn't know what it was.
The older wizard stopped eating when she showed him the same cuffs which he put on her when he and the elves attacked the orcs after sundown. When she was so dedicated to that wraith... when she wished to help him above all else... When she decided to go against her good judgment and the mistake he made surfaced. Now all the memories about these dreadful years came back to him just by the view of these cuffs... When she protested, when she rightfully blamed him for all that happened... That she had lost her mate... He wondered briefly how long the wraith will be secured. The humans surely are standing guard there now... but once the magic left... would also the creature die? It uses solely magic to stay in this world... he surely will vanish when there is not enough to sustain his existence. He shook his head a little, trying to get rid of these thoughts before smiling and nodding at the two items on her hands.
"You can become a good wizard with them on. For now." He did not know what to say or if he should take them off now. Not many trust her still, especially not the elves. While he wasn't one to follow commands and always did what he thought was right, right now he heeded their words and decided to be more careful. Last time he didn't... and this happened...
Hyano gripped the bowl in her hands, clearly not understanding him.
"How? I can't even protect Iron Bark this way. That tree herder nearly got him because there was nothing I could do about it. My voice was not enough to reason with him and I did not have the abilities to put him in his place... What kind of wizard can I be if I can't even perform the smallest of spells to protect those around me?" She asked him and rested her head back. She was a wizard who could not use magic. If she hadn't been an odd case before she very much was one now. "You don't even trust me now, Gandalf... What makes you think you are going to when you leave?" She asked him finally.
"Being a wizard, an istar is more than using magic, Hyano." The old man said as he took another sip, now much slower from the food, his eyes were fixed on the many parts of vegetables swimming in it. "We are istari, as given this name by the elves. The word wizard was given to us by Man, only seeing us as magic casters. This is a false belief, my dear one." He smiled, leaning back in his seat. "Istari means 'Wise Ones' in elfish, so we might use magic as we are intelligent enough to understand its true nature but we also gather knowledge and share some of it with those we deem worthy, because knowledge is the greatest treasure in this world. And there is no magic without knowledge." He tried to explain, his gaze soon following the many bookshelves that were stacked full with books, hiding much knowledge, even from the ancient times. "Learn how to live, study and become creative. There are many other ways to get things done and many more ways to protect Iron Bark without magic. This is what Man doesn't understand. Magic is not everything. It cannot be a tool and cannot be your only support but is something that needs to be supported and only used when necessary. Magic will go from this part of the world... as Mother Nature is now ready to take over Middle-Earth's care from the Valar, their gaze now shifts to yet another world, where the magic seeps to now."
Hyano relaxed a little then looked towards the books for a moment. She thought for a while then walked over and pulled herself out a couple of books.
"It is a good thing I like reading." She said then looked at the bookshelves again. "Since I am going to be reading through these books myself anyway, if you tell me what you are looking for I could tell you if I find it or not." She suggested. She didn't have to know all the details of what he was up to, just enough to know it if she saw it while she was reading.
The older wizard smiled, nodding at her, leaning forward again a little to finish off his food.
"I am looking for a symbol. Like... this." He reached out and retrieved a small note from his right and pulled it close before he showed it to her. He drew it just now, wanting to keep it sharp in his mind while he looked for it. "If you find this... make sure to tell me." he instructed her before putting the bowl aside but not before raising both eyebrows and showing her that he ate all of them, then resumed his studying, letting her do as she wished and how she wished. Well, with one exception... "And don't forget to put the books back where they were... I don't want to look up from a book and find the whole library a mess..." He chuckled, then finally went on with his work. He wasn't worried about letting her look for the mark. That she finds it maybe doesn't mean she will know what to exactly look for when it comes to this kind of spell.
Hyano looked the paper over a moment, putting the picture to memory before handing it back, figuring he drew it to keep it fresh in his own head. She then giggled lightly as he said to keep things clean.
"Clean as your robes. Got it." She teased then walked up to him and hugged him tightly. "Goodnight, Gandalf. Don't spend the whole night working." She said in her usual loving manner as she cuddled him a moment before letting go and made her way back to her room. She figured she would read her book until sleep finally took over. She could get through at least half before then.
-Two weeks later-
Hyano had been working hard the past two weeks. When she wasn't out working with Iron Bark on his speech or helping the saplings, she was reading. At some point she started reading to Iron Bark as well. Whenever she would start reading a book that was mainly stories, she would take the book outside with her and tell the stories to the young sapling. She made sure to go slowly and to use her arms to tell the stories so he would slowly be able to understand the words she was using. This seemed to help because after a while he started to copy her words and actions. Sometimes when she would finish a story of one kind or another he would want her to tell the story again. She eventually taught him how to say 'again' this way. For every book Gandalf finished Hyano would finish one and put back the one she had finished just to take the one Gandalf had just finished.
In the past few days, Gandalf also took on the habit of reading outside in this sunny weather, bringing out the more thick books instead and sit at the steps to listen to the chirping of birds. It somehow made it to a more pleasant experience but also caused a slower reading pace. After two weeks, he still didn't find the mark he was looking for. What slowed him down more in the past week was the call from Rohan and the visit of the elves who wanted to check up on the situation here and tell him when they will depart. It was kind of strange to him to talk about leaving, even if he knew he will leave Middle-Earth in the next few years.
This continued until finally she saw something. She stopped reading the story to Iron Bark when she saw it, hidden in a story book. Strange.
"Gandalf! I found it!" She called.
The White wizard was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard Hyano's shout. Did he hear wrong? Or did she truly say what he thought she did? He frowned and put down the book he was reading before standing with the help of his staff and slowly walking up to her. When he was in talking range he looked at the book she was holding.
"You found it?" He asked, standing next to her and reached out to take the book.
And indeed. The mark was indeed right there.
"Ah, there it is. Thank you, Hyano. This is what I was looking for." Though, he didn't sound as happy about it or enthusiastic. The reason was because he didn't really wish to use it. He hoped the tree herders will think about this thoroughly and consider the negative effects as too risky, step back and let nature take its course. But if some of them really want this... He will do what he must.
Hyano noticed the conflicted tone in his voice and looked up to him worriedly.
"Gandalf, what is this spell used for?" She asked, not sure if he would give her an answer but wanted to ask all the same. The way he acted about it suggested it was important yet he didn't want to find it in the first place. Was this an evil spell of some kind that he was going to use? Or could what he was going to use it for be the problem? It was for the tree herders. They normally always had good reason for everything they do. What could possibly be causing such conflict in the White wizard?
Gandalf simply kept looking at the lines then finally closed the book, having memorized at which page the spell itself is located. He felt nervousness well up within him, knowing that the moment of the truth is now very close. He will know what they decided and deep down hoped that he won't need to use it and can simply put it right back where it belonged and it can be forgotten once more. However, his gut told him it will be all more complicated and it won't go as smooth as he thought it would be. Her question snapped him out of his thoughts and shook his head briefly, directing his blue gaze to Hyano, who looked at him expectantly. He heard the question and understood it, he just wasn't sure if he should tell her everything. There are certain reasons why the 'lesser' wizards cannot know about this spell, mostly because if it gets into the wrong hands, it can do much damage to the world. The less know about this, the better hidden it will be. However, seeing she will stay here on her own in a few years, she needs to know about the basics at the very least and know what good and what danger it can bring to the world if she reveals it once she becomes educated enough to find the spell within the story. He cleared his throat and looked back at the book.
"The spell within this book is very complex, Hyano. It is something that should be left forgotten. The spell itself isn't evil... Its effects depend on the intentions. And while my intentions are good, this spell will do something... bad. For a good reason." He decided to go silent now and not say anything more about it. "Keep it well hidden. And only use it if the situation is very serious." He advised before putting the book within his robe in a hidden pocket and turned towards the direction the tree herder told him to meet at. Sighing, he took a step forward and started towards it.
Hyano heard his words but something in her wasn't quite satisfied, likely because of his actions. She thought a moment then looked towards Iron Bark and put a finger to her lips telling him to be quiet before scooping up the young sapling and putting him on her back. She waited until Gandalf was almost out of sight before starting to follow him.
Once they were in the old forest again she had more to hide behind but until then she had to keep a far distance in order to be sure he wouldn't notice. This was risky. Gandalf was known for being the sneaky one, so trying to be sneaky around him was rather difficult.
The White wizard however was very much busy with his own thoughts to notice that he was being followed. He was still deep down chanting that the tree herders hopefully changed their minds and will step back from what they requested. They cannot do this mistake. He understood their desire to help the trees which they watched grow and protected from the time when they were saplings... but what they requested will only shorten their lives... and weaken them. Even now they won't be able to take care of the trees if they choose this option. He heaved a deep and heavy sigh before stopping, his senses alerting him of the magic within the air. The tree herder was close.
The old herder was where he promised, asleep among the trees, looking like nothing more than a tree himself as he waited for the White wizard to arrive. He made no noise as he slept, his branches swayed in the wind like any other tree. A trait all tree herders of any age had.
It took Gandalf a while to notice him and when he did, he hesitated to call out. Maybe he should just tell him that he refuses... won't let them die like this... and so soon. To vanish truly from this world, leaving nothing behind but their dead trunks... If they would just choose to stay the way they are, they might maybe become trees themselves... but they will still live. And this would ease the burden of the old wizard greatly. But killing them? This wouldn't be something he would do willingly. But he just can't... He will have to fulfill his duty and task to ensure their peaceful work and aid them where they request him to. And this is one of those times... where he was to be ready to do what he must. He cleared his throat before reaching out with his white staff, tapping the tree herder's leg lightly, wishing to wake him up.
The old tree herder did not wake up right away. He seemed slow to move, let alone wake up. When he did, he groaned, opening his eyes to look down at the White wizard. He bowed his head slowly before moving his limbs in order to work them out. Even for a tree herder he felt stiff.
"My apologies. I am not as young as I once was." He said with a heavy chuckle before settling down again. "I am guessing you are back with your answer then, White wizard?" He asked. Considering they had not spoken in two weeks since the old tree herder had made the request, he figured that could be the only reason that the old wizard might be there.
The troubled awakening and stiff movements told Gandalf that the magic indeed is leaving the forest slowly. It shouldn't affect them this way yet, though. Even an old tree herder like this one here should be able to move about freely and without much resistance because of age. He watched him as he moved, stepping a little back to allow more room before focusing on his face once more, once he asked him the question he wasn't really so keen on answering. He wished he could lie... but this would not only put his reputation into the wrong light but also he cannot. He is simply unable to... Not with such an old friend. He sighed once, meeting his gaze, standing straight in front of him.
"You already know my answer. I do what I must. But I cannot promise anything." He repeated what he said roughly two weeks ago. "But I am more curious about what the others decided. Will there be any who still wishes to go through with this, even after you listed the negative effects and the uncertainty involving this spell?" He asked expectantly, stepping forward curiously and slightly worried.
The old creature was silent for a few moments, then sighed and nodded.
"Yes. There are four who still wish to take the chance. All are of the younger generation. They have all been warned but they feel they should try all the same." He said. Despite the four being of the younger generation they were still quite old by most standards so the risk that the spell could very well kill them through aging was still there. "I have given them full warning... I know this is hardly what you had hoped for, White wizard, but there is little else I can do to deter them." He added, not liking this anymore than the old istar.
The White wizard raised his eyebrows at this.
"Four?" He asked, repeating it, shocked that four tree herders still wish to go with it. While for others it was a scarce number, Gandalf knew better. There are not many tree herders in Middle-Earth and even three would be too much. He grimaced and sighed, shaking his head then lowered his gaze to the ground, his hands adjusted on his staff. "I wish I could lie and tell them I didn't find the book... But that would be impossible and immoral. But as I said... I will do what I must. If this is what they wish... even after the clear warning... then there is truly nothing we can do. Even if I cannot be blamed if this spell goes wrong... I will still feel guilty for looking in the first place... But that would have been going against my own word... I promised I will aid you... no matter what." He told him, meeting his gaze again before standing silently, gesturing for him to show him to those four. He will do it if they want this.
The tree herder nodded and did as requested, walking through the forest slowly, each of his steps shaking the ground gently, causing the trees to be aware of his reassuring presence.
"You are not the only one who wishes there was another way. I am sure if the four believed they had another option, they would take it but they do not believe so." He said as he walked until he came to an opening in the forest where the four rested, waiting for the wizard and their older brother.
All four of them were shorter and slightly thinner than their older sibling, clearly not aged at the same century. And despite Gandalf having seen much in his years, he still managed to recognize the stubborn and determined tree herders. One of them was called Pinewind, a strong and sturdy herder who was more silent than most. He liked to settle everything with his actions than with words. He was the least tolerating towards those who decided to trek through the forests he guarded, attacking them and chasing them off, giving himself the silent warrior name. Another one was called Maplelace, a silent submissive Ent who liked peace above all else, yet was restless to reach this state in the forest. Maybe gave too much effort into it for it to truly work. Palmwater was a healer by nature, being the most tolerating towards visitors, helping beings to reach the healing waters in the south to take care of their wounds. He is also the one who takes care of the spring which feeds the warm lake. He was rather short and lean, resembling the tree he was guarding. And last but not least, he saw Razorleaf. This particular tree herder was one of the strongest but peaceful Ents, being a silent giant as he guarded the forests. He was easy to talk to but answered little, liking more to listen than talk.
Hyano was not far behind. She kept Iron Bark on her back, glad that he hadn't gotten too heavy yet that she couldn't carry him. He was also staying quiet, which was good even though she was sure he was confused. The orange wizard wasn't sure exactly what was happening. So far she had only heard what she already knew, that this was a spell that was supposed to help but came with many risks. But what was it supposed to help with? And what were the risks? Hyano was a little afraid to find out but she still followed anyway.
Seeing the four in the clearing, waiting, Gandalf decided to take matters into his own hands. He wanted to know what made them think that basically sacrificing themselves would help them and the trees further. Did they really think it through? How do they think about all this, did they understand the risks right, or did they just wave it all off? He did not know that but decided to find out. Once he walked out into the clearing, he waited for the older tree herder to wake them up before bowing in greeting to them, stepping closer and looking at each. It was hard to see their expressions at the moment, so he will let them explain their intentions and their beliefs. He will not just... go there and cast the magic. They will need to be extra sure about it. After all, once it is cast and they decide they don't want this after all, the effects aren't reversible. They will live with this mistake for the rest of their lives... if they don't die instantly.
"Well. This is the four of you, who wish to go with this, despite the warnings and uncertainty that revolves around this spell. Are you truly sure you wish to be subjected to this? Did you truly think it through?" He asked, his blue gaze wandering from one tree herder to the other. "Tell me... what makes you do this? What makes you decide for the dangerous uncertainty than the safe clear future?"
The four met each other's gazes for a moment before one finally spoke up but knelt first out of respect.
"We do understand, White wizard. This could very well be the end of us... However, if there might be a chance we can continue to protect what is most precious to us then it is our duty to at least try. Our kind has protected the trees for longer than we even know. But the change in magic should not mean an end to this. We hope it will mean a new beginning. Until now, we have been protectors of trees. Maybe in the future we can extend our tasks to those around us. Maybe if we are among Man and a part of them… we can become teachers. Teach them to value Mother and to protect it like we do. We understand we will likely lose much. But maybe the humans will gain just as much from this." Palmwater explained to the wizard.
Gandalf listened to the tree herder, humming a little at his explanation. The cause is just as noble as any other such action, his voice spoke of finality and determination, wishing to go with it, at least attempt or die trying. Teaching the humans and preventing natural disaster after they take over Middle-Earth seems to be the priority of many. But at this time, it is now nothing more but desperate acts in desperate times. The humans learned everything by now from the elves and istari, learned about the protection of life and nature through the many thousand years and will not wish to change their living style too much anymore. But if the tree herders wished to keep teaching, so be it.
"You also took into account, that the spell might have a different effect on each of you?" He tried, stepping closer. "It might simply kill you because of your age, or perhaps the effect will be too strong and you won't be able to understand the trees anymore..." He tried warning them, looking up at the tree herder in front of him.
Pinewind stepped up to him this time; he obviously spent his life in the more winter-like lands, considering it had the tree-like qualities of a pine tree.
"Yes. We understand that the likelihood we will be able to hear our charges is very slim to none. However, the humans cannot hear them either. They do not hear the cries the trees give when they are too hot or thirsty or when the ground has become too dry. But we do know the signs better than they do." He said then thought of the age and was about to reply when he noticed something. "Seems like we have company." He said and pointed towards where Hyano was hiding.
Gandalf was about to reply as well when the tree herder mentioned that they aren't alone. He frowned and slowly turned around, facing the direction the tree herder gestured towards. He blinked and stepped forward once, extending his own senses thanks to magic and indeed... They aren't alone. How he didn't notice it sooner, he didn't know. Perhaps he was simply too much engulfed into his thoughts and the possible outcomes of this whole ordeal to truly notice the intruder.
Hyano froze. How in Middle-Earth had that herder noticed her? Well, tree herders did have better senses than the istari did since they were connected to the ground itself but still she hadn't even peeked out from behind the tree. Or maybe…. the tree gave her away?
"Hyano..." Gandalf called with a scolding tone, raising an expectant eyebrow to make sure she knew she was in trouble for this. While he did not say that she couldn't come, he didn't invite her either and sneaking along the way wasn't a solution. She will have to learn that despite curiosity, there are some matters she has to keep her nose out of.
Hyano groaned mentally before stepping out, putting the little tree herder down and taking his hand as she walked out and towards Gandalf, rubbing the back of her head with her free hand.
The old tree herder could not help but chuckle as he saw her.
"She is very much one of yours, wizard. The curiosity of the istari has always been unbounded to a fault." He said as he watched her walk out to Gandalf and stop about a few feet from him, afraid he was going to hit her over the head with his staff for this.
The white wizard didn't react to what the old tree herder said but kept the reaction down as long as he needed it. Instead, he kept staring at the young wizard, still keeping up that expectant look, urging her with his gaze to explain why she was here and try to lessen the punishment she will get for this. While he was a more relaxed teacher, he still expected such rules like these to be respected and not to become too curious about dealings she wasn't yet high in rank and age for.
Hyano bit her lip then sighed.
"I... was worried. The way you acted told me things were dangerous... So I was hoping maybe if I followed I could figure out what was really going on and maybe help." She explained as best she could. She knew it wasn't much of a real excuse but it was an honest one.
"And because it is dangerous, this is why you should be staying away from it." The White istar said, mostly scolding her and himself as well, as he should have known this would happen. "I am the White wizard, Hyano. I can handle it. You know I never hide the fact when I need help." Though, this was a bit of a stretch because maybe he never hid it, he also thought he didn't need help even when he truly did need it.
Hyano raised a brow and crossed her arms. "I know you better then that Gandalf. When was the last time you even remember asking for help?" She asked, calling him out on the fact they both knew. She kept her eye on Iron Bark and noticed his attention was turned towards his older brothers. She was uncertain if she should call for him, but for now decided to leave him be. If he starts to display too much curiosity, the oldest tree herder will warn them all.
Gandalf was faced with a comment he expected from her sooner or later.
"This is because I don't need help with anything." He said curtly. While he believed this, he still needed many times help, he just wouldn't say it out loud or simply wouldn't acknowledge that. He managed to live on his own for so long and in the new world it won't be more different. He better doesn't get used to the luxury of having help. "I understand your worry and curiosity... but this case is simply too dangerous for you and I would like to know you in safety."
"And I would like to know you are safe. This spell is enough to put you on edge. Not just anything puts you on edge, Gandalf." The orange wizard pointed out with her hands on her hips. "Besides, from what I am hearing you might need my help anyway." She added. She knew enough about what he was about to do to understand that the spell he was using was powerful but highly unstable. The end results could very well end very differently for the four there. However she had an idea. She doubted he would go for it but she had an idea all the same on how those effects could be countered.
"This spell can be cast by only one person. How could you help me in any way other than help me ease my mind about your safety?" Gandalf pressed on, countering her caring attitude as best as he could. The way she talked she was rather sure about what she said and was ready to truly help him, however he cannot let her risk her physical and mental health. This spell is nothing for her and she has to learn when to back off and let her superior and mentor take care of the matter. This was one of those times, he thought. He also wasn't exactly happy about the fact that she brought Iron Bark along. Now he might become even more attached to his brothers and wanting... no... Demanding to see them again or he won't even want to leave now. But he decided to ignore this, and concentrate on making sure she stays safe and actually listens to him once in her life.
The herders in the mean time started to speak among themselves in the language of the trees. If things went as planned, it was very likely they would lose this gift. They mostly spoke of the young herder that was with Hyano. They had heard of him but until now had not seen him. They were pleased to see he was doing well in the care of the istari.
Iron Bark didn't pay any heed to what Gandalf and Hyano were talking about, instead he focused on his older brothers and in a surge of curiosity he started towards them, listening to what they are talking about and wanting to enjoy their company.
The oldest tree herder looked at his brothers and thought a moment before speaking.
"You all may speak but do not make contact." He warned his brothers. They all nodded before Palmwater knelt before the young herder.
"Hello, little one." He said not sure what else there was too say. He seemed small, a newborn apparently and as such he probably could not yet talk all too well.
Somehow, the young tree herder felt even more at ease than with Hyano. Among his brothers he felt so safe and so right. Especially when so many are around him and acknowledging him. He approached them rather quickly, wanting to be by their side as long as he could.
"Counter spells." Hyano said simply as if it was obvious. "For all the problems in the spell you are using, all you really need is another person to perform counter spells to make up for them." She explained. She knew that it couldn't fix all the problems but the counter spells weren't large they just had to be performed in proper time. While she was talking to Gandalf she was keeping her eyes on Iron Bark. The older tree herder seemed to be explaining something to the young herder. Likely what his life was to be like in the future and why the brothers had to keep a distance.
"No counter spell is as powerful as this spell. Even the negative effects themselves overpower any known such spell." The White wizard tried to explain, shaking his head and disapproving of her idea greatly. "In this case, no matter if I did not aim at you, you will be at great danger and could be affected by it. And trust me... you don't want to be affected by it, only if you wish to die. And I won't let you die." He pressed on, his tone signaling his finality about this matter. He will not risk her and his more nervous state was mostly thanked to Hyano than what is to become of the tree herders. He cannot let her put herself into harm's way. Especially when she is this young and is needed to further assist the humans as long as she can before having to depart herself and join them oversea in the new world.
Hyano turned her eyes towards him a little disappointed but nodded all the same. There wasn't much she could do if he said no and in this case he was saying a very strict 'no'.
"... Can you promise you will be alright?" She asked him. If it was that dangerous for anyone nearby, how dangerous would it be for the user? This just made her worry for her superior all the more. She knew there was very little she could do to stop him at this point but she didn't want to go back home and have him return badly hurt, cursed or not at all. She honestly wasn't sure which was worse. Being cursed... or dying. Depends on the curse.
He was glad she understood. She wasn't just doing like she did, it was clear but actually did recognize that she was wrong or at least she gave in to his word. He never liked using his authority for getting his way but this time it was necessary. He wasn't like Saruman who used his higher rank to command every istari. Gandalf actually still educated himself, kept working and didn't have any servants to take care of him. He liked his simple life the way it was. He also never liked raising his voice and using his higher rank to get what he wanted. However when things simply just don't want to go the way they should and would be necessary, he was ready to use his authority. Just like now.
"I will be alright if you reassure me that you will take Iron Bark and go back to the Tower. I will feel so much more relaxed."
Hyano sighed then nodded.
"Agreed... I will go back..." She said then looked up at him before running and hugging him tightly. "Be careful." She whispered before letting him go and walking over to Iron Bark.
The older herder looked towards Hyano then back down at Iron Bark. He then decided to give the young herder a task. 'You must protect your protector from herself. Her love of all things is her greatest weakness. She is your first task as a tree herder. She will protect you but she needs you to protect her as well. Do so and you will be a great tree herder.' He instructed the young one.
For Iron Bark the decision of truly wanting to leave or stay with them was the most difficult. He felt so safe with his brothers and they understood him more. He could easily understand them and spoke so much more clearly than the trees. There were also many, making him feel comfortable and warm inside. It was also the special and deep rooted bond that made him hesitant to leave but once his older brother spoke to him, he forgot about it altogether. He was given a task. His very first task as a tree herder and the excitement that came with it wiped away his debate and curtly nodded, eager to do his new job and prove himself to his siblings. He faced each of them one by one, saying his goodbye to them, expressing his wish to see them again before turning around and going towards Hyano. However, he didn't let her pick him up but reached out and grasped her hand as they do sometimes in the younger forest when she leads him somewhere.
"Let's go." He suggested, pulling her away and back towards the younger forest, knowing and having heard that they needed to leave. How Gandalf and the tree herders spoke, it was obvious they shouldn't be here; even if he was glad he could come and talk to the others once more.
Hyano was a little surprised by this but only smiled and nodded, holding his hand and letting him lead her along. She glanced back at Gandalf once before putting her free hand in her pocket and turning back to continue back for the tower.
The old tree herder watched them leave until they were gone before looking at the White wizard.
"And you say she is not related to you in any way at all?" He asked with a chuckle. The young wizard was very much like her older master. She was caring and sometimes quite stubborn, had also managed to sneak up on the White wizard of all people and considering he is known for being rather sneaky himself that is quite a feat.
Gandalf chuckled at the comment and shook his head, for a moment forgetting about all what is going to happen soon.
"You know, sometimes I wonder myself if we are truly related one way or another." He laughed, still turned in the direction where the two has gone off. There was much which they shared. Many habits, many traits and behavior. But he mostly blamed this on both of them being istar. They are known for being curious, selfless, funny yet serious when needed be, they also were just as limitless caring for every being but the difference was that the older wizards all learned through their age while other knowledge was born with them. They matured and saw the world for what it is. Hyano just began to understand many of the important matters and he did all he could to help her find her place in this confusing and dangerous world. He hoped she will remember his teachings when he set sail to the new world. Slowly, he turned around and smiled at the old tree herder before he faced the four younger creatures, his smile dropping slightly, becoming a gentle but worried one.
Now... it is time for the final deed...
Gandalf closed his eyes as he revealed the book he kept under his robe and opened it to take one last look at the spell that might doom all four who stood in front of him.
The spell was painful however once it started it could not be stopped. The groans of the tree-like creatures soon turned into screams and cries as their bodies were molded and changed. The creaking of bark and wood soon turned into the cracking sound of bone being forced into place. Their bodies were condensed and pressed into smaller more human-like forms. Their barks seemed to smooth out slightly, yet their hardness stayed. Some of their branches started melding back into their bodies while others stayed, their head started to sit on a slimmer neck. It took many hours as well. If it had only been one swift spell it might not have been so bad but this spell required time.
By the time it finally finished, there were four bodies lying on the ground each one panting heavily. Well all but one that is.
One body was curled in on itself, not moving at all. It had long ago stopped moving but there was little that could be done. This tree herder had ended up taking the form of a woman. In this case, two had become female and two had become male. It seems like the spell does more than change the form.
Maplelace.
Sadly this one did not survive and her body was slowly turning to ash.
The spell however didn't wear just the tree herders out. The moment he stopped casting, the wizard sighed, relieved that it was over before letting his body go limp and collapsed, sitting on the ground, hunched over with his eyes closed and panting, slightly shaking from the energy and magic he used. It all asked too much from him and couldn't really provide the power but did as much as he could, using his own reserves to make sure he can keep casting until the spell deactivated itself, marking the end of the process. He couldn't say anything or do anything, just sit there, his gaze turned towards the ground. He could barely hear the agony and panting of the herders or notice that one of them sadly didn't seem to make it.
The oldest tree herder stepped out of the forest, having moved away to avoid being hit by the spell by mistake. He walked up to those who were once his brothers and looked them over, his eyes catching the fallen herder but deciding not to say or do anything as of yet. He walked over to Gandalf and knelt behind him.
"Are you alright, White wizard?" He asked, knowing the istar must be beyond tired.
One of the herders gripped the ground before trying to push himself up, his arms and body all shaking. He had never felt so... so unstable before. Not even as a sapling did his body feel like this. It was like going from standing on a rock to being dropped in a lake.
The wizard was unable to form full words or sentences, so just nodded, trying to reassure the ancient creature about his wellbeing. However, the truth was that he himself didn't know how he felt. He didn't feel his legs and arms, or anything other than his painful back, which started to hurt right after he stopped the spell. Maybe it was caused by the physical strain and magical overload, but he didn't know. He groaned once before attempting to raise his head and look around. His hand gripped his staff tighter, finally getting some feeling back into it. His blue eyes fell on the four figures. Three were still on the ground; one was already struggling to stand. He cleared his throat and slowly turned his gaze to the tree herder.
"How did it go? Are they alright?" he asked, unable to stand just yet, so he couldn't see it for himself. From this angle it wasn't so easy to see their state and what true effects it had on the four.
"... Not perfectly... But better than it could have been." The older tree herder replied before finally walking over to the herder who would not be joining her comrades. He then reached down and scooped up her ashes carefully, the ashes for the most part staying in place. He closed his eyes, saying a silent prayer to their Mother for her before blowing on the ashes and watching as the air soon took them away.
By this point the one who had pushed himself up had gotten to his knees and was watching his brother. He closed his eyes feeling sorrow for the loss of one of their own. However, they all knew it was a risk when they started. They were all honestly lucky only one of them had to die and not all four. He then started to listen and felt his heart sink all the more. He could still hear the trees but it was a whisper compared to the calls he heard before all this and he knew with time those voices would only grow quieter and quieter until he could no longer hear them anymore.
Taking this as a positive answer, the wizard grunted and pushed himself up; standing on his shaky legs, grasping his staff with both hands for support and leaned onto it. His eyes scanned the area and finally was able to see the fruit of their work and agony.
Three.
Three of the four made it and changed according to how it was described but if there are no mental problems, only time will tell. Many negative effects will come out months or years after. But even if this three survived, the one will never walk the forests again. Even one was a great loss among their kind and he felt their pain. After such pain and suffering, that one has given up the fight and returned to Mother Nature forever, joining her in her endless sleep. He prayed her dreams will be of rich forests and blooming gardens where she can become the eternal protector. Gandalf stayed silent and just watched, finding no will or energy to speak again.
It took some time but soon the three were moving. The old tree herder did what he could to help them but for the most part it was all up to them. He sat beside the wizard, watching quietly. Finally, the strongest of the three -Razorleaf- got to his feet and looked at Gandalf.
"... Thank you, White wizard..." He said, his voice not changing too much, not sure if there was much else he could say. He was not sorry for their choice despite the loss of their fellow herder. Besides, that there was really nothing left for them to think about. What now? They all knew they couldn't just walk into any village and hope to be accepted. Not yet. They had very little understanding of humans and seeing they weren't exactly human in looks, they would easily stand out.
The White wizard didn't know what to say either. He couldn't exactly say that they are welcome, because such a change cannot be considered good... nor can it be seen as evil. It was something in between, where it was best to stay silent and wait. He watched them stand and noticed their uncertainty, not being sure himself if they could truly carry on like this or can achieve what they planned before this change. In order to teach, they will have to understand some basic rules, which he intended to teach them through time.
"I would suggest staying together and staying close to this section of the forest for now. It is much safer and I can find you easier. We will need to talk often for the next week." He suggested, shifting a little in his stance to try and move his legs a little, getting more and more feeling back into them. He also wished to watch their progress and diagnose any other problems that might arise after their body and mind completely tries to adjust to the current settings.
Razorleaf nodded slowly. Despite his smaller size, his mind was still very much that of a tree herder and like anyone who goes from one size to the next, he still moved like his old size. It seemed to be like that for his brother and sister as well.
When the female stood up finally she started to shiver and put her arms around herself.
"I-it f-feels so... so cold." She said, her lean build telling all that it was Palmwater, her body not used to the lack of protection that her bark provided against simple things like the wind. Even though the weather was actually quite nice it was like taking someone from a sauna and pulling them into even the most normal of temperatures.
It will take time for them to adjust.
They shall start life anew.
We hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Now, before we get lectures about the matter of Ent genders: We know that ents are males and entwives are females, so they have their own gender. But we decided that the magic will alter more than just appearances. It will have a reason. You shall see later.
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