Titles [Druid]

“Spoke? Please don’t tell me that you actually believe the tree spoke with words…” Hiroshima would start off with, seeming to have taken the druids leader literally.

“No silly, that's not what he means. Don't mind my brother, he doesn't understand plants very well, nor is he graceful.” Paris would say, seeming worried that the druid leader would take offense to her brother's comments 

“Ah, of course of course. Not everyone can fully understand our ways, or how things work down here.” Auris would reply, not seeming bothered by the Lacework male’s words. “The Oracle has deemed you all worthy to be Guardians of the wood based on your joint efforts. We shall hold a little ceremony to celebrate.”

The Haedian would point to a spot close to the tree, “Wait there while I go gather the needed materials to make you Guardians of the Wood.” Auris would soon be off once more.

Hiroshima, Cairn and Paris would head to the spot as well to wait. Not daring to stray far from the spot, not wanting to disrupt the Druid leader’s plans.

“What do you think he plans to do exactly?” Cairn would ask Paris rather than her father, who was seemingly playing with dirt out of boredom.

“I'm pretty sure it's nothing to worry about. Doubt it'll be anything like a feast or burning anything.” Paris would softly say to her niece.

Hiroshima would give his sister a quiet look when she mentioned burning stuff. The male being all too familiar with fire and destruction. 

Though before they could say much else Auris would return with a couple other Haedians. Each of them having with them a dormant seed from the Oracle tree. One of them in particular was an Abyss colored male, with glowing Azure eyes with a similar color upon his pelt’s top-line. This would be the male the leader would address when he spoke.

“Aleister, would you present our guests each with a seed?” The male would stare back at him in silence, though would give a slight nod as a response.

The other two would hold up the seeds they carried waiting for them to be taken. Aleister, as the leader called him, would offer the one he carried to Hiroshima first. The male would accept it, doing so carefully.

“With this seed you are now seen as a Guardian of the Wood, and may approach the tree without an escort. May you serve this purpose well.” The leader would say to the Lace male. 

The blue haedian male wouldn’t say anything before he would take a seed from another of those that came with. Handing the next to Paris. The leader would have repeated his previous statement and would do so again after Aleister handed the last seed to Cairn.

Aleister would almost seem bored as he did this, as if he grew tired of doing this routine. Though would soon be dismissed along with the other two haedians, seeming almost relieved to be.

Auris would not seem to notice the haedians mood, or maybe he did but didn't want to draw attention to it. “Thank you for your assistance.” He would've said to each of them as the three left.

Turning back towards the three runners before him, “You are now free to explore our territory and help out more before you move onto the next clan.” The leader would leave them to it at that. 

The group would stretch and take their own seed before moving off to another part of the clan's territory. Eager to check things out, and loosen up before they continue their journey onwards.

They would come across more of their guild members, seemingly also helping out around the Druids area. Some dealing with diseased plants, others helping animals from bad situations or growing new plants.

Hiroshima would have thought he saw a glimpse of his eldest brother with his mate, but he would have shook that thought off. Couldn't be him surly, he would have said something. Though Cairn admitted she thought she saw them as well much earlier.

Though Paris would have also seen a familiar face, dragging her brother and niece along. “Erasmus! Hi!” She would greet the pink and black male, “This is my brother, Hiroshima and his daughter Cairn.” She would introduce them, assuming they haven't met each other before.

“Hello.” He would say back, despite having seemed well in his element before, now seemed a bit shy in the presence of the female's family and not so familiar faces.

The female Lace chatted to the male for a moment before he’d excuse himself to help other guild members make herbicides. Paris wished she could stay and help, but knew they had to soon move on to the next clan.

The group would soon be off on their journey further into the caves after a short rest.