The Tree and The Bee

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**dull brown interspersed with curious motes of pale green** You are awake? I hope you are well."

Midnight shadows coalesce around a new day, and Mother Night embraces the land in utter darkness.
It is now the 5th of Juliary, 567 years after the Coming of Estarra.

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "*a gentle ripple of blue and gray* ... hi hi, Miss Cheliyi ... *a prick of concern* You are O-K to-day...?"

Odd sounds echo through the gloomy forest, their source undetermined.

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**green and brown mixed in a brighter swirl** I am... alright. I am glad to hear you are okay."
You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**a hint of purple** I... didn't see you, when I returned that day. And then for a whole month... I was simply a little worried. **motes of yellow** But you are alright! And that is okay."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "... *a swirl of muted pastels* ... yes ... well. Is. Muchly to process. I am still here, for now, because, I... did it wrongly before."

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**a sudden flash of pale orange** No! You did nothing wrong. People just would not listen, because they were rude. **the orange extinguished by a wash of blue** ... I am sorry I did not speak up as much as I should have. I will do better next time. They would not let you speak."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "No."
Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "*reassuring and firm and buzzing* It is O-K. You did goodly, yes. You are not responsible for stopping angry mob, no you are not."

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**purple and blue swirling like a whirlpool** But... I made it my tah'vrai. I made a promise to grow strong and protect my friends. And you are my friend."

---> god bless Tikki
The rumble of distant thunder heralds Kosuke, the cloud-bound Long as he flies in and loops himself around you several times, handing you a spindly legged spider shaped cookie within your Long cocoon before he flies off.

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "..... *quiet - a lull of periwinkle* ....Mm. You are my friend too.... *a ripple of guilt* I am sorry for what Lady of Roses did. Are you O-K."

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**red suddenly spills into the whirl of colors, like blood in water before everything abruptly goes brown** ... Yes. She did not hurt me terribly. Just touched my face and tried to crush my bones. I think others have suffered worse."

Bursting open, the clouds in the sky release a light pitter-patter of rain.

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "*a wave of emotion, confusion and anger* ... crush your ... bones??"

The wind whistles eerily through the branches overhead.

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**brown paling into old charcoal** Well, She did not actually crush me. Just intimidated me, I think. **suddenly, much more muted** and She burned me. But it did not hurt, not really. It was just very scary."
You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "What is really the most upsetting is that my siblings won't speak to me. They said that they won't until She accepts my apology... which may be a while. So... for now, I am okay. Tired, but okay."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, ".... *another wash of feeling - an ache of guilt* ...what do mean? Burned - was why were touching things weirdly??"

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**a hint of pale blue seeping into the gray** Please do not feel guilty. You did not hurt me. And... yes? It was just on my cheek. It's okay! Your song made me feel a lot better."
You have emoted: Cheliyi absentmindedly pulls up her hand to stroke her cheek, before wincing and pulling away.

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "... *acknowledgement and affirmation - a thrum, pale blue* ..."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "I will play more songs soonly, yes."

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**color slowly seeping in, soft green and yellow growing over the grey** Oh! I will be happy to hear them. You must be busy right now, if you are awake, though. You are always busy. **motes of bright yellow** I will leave you be."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "*suddenly piercing through the yellow - violet* Wait wait. You are waking long?"

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "... Not this month, no. I will be back at the end, but... **apologetic shades of blue** I am very tired."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "*gentle affirmation*."

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**a sunny yellow shining on the green, a surprising burst of love** I will be going. I am here for you."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "*gentler assent*."

---> many days later

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "*a sudden, familiar buzz, accompanied with warm pastels* Miss Cheli~yi~."

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**a dull palette of yellow and green suddenly brightening** Hello, friend! I am awake again, as you can clearly see."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "My magical mirrors literally told me so - how are you? You reached out earlier, when mind was all wibblies, and I was unkindly and did not give you my full focuses."

Bursting open, the clouds in the sky release a light pitter-patter of rain.

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**green growing into soft pastel** You are not unkindly. If you are unkindly, then I am a grumpy old piece of bark! I am... I am okay. It does not hurt so much, when my siblings do not answer. I'm honestly surprised they've lasted this long."

Looktext  : Devotee of the Tah'vrai, Cheliyi is here, sprawled on the ground. She wields nothing.

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "*ripples of seafoam* They are losing out, yes - you are most excellent conversation.... Just because they are not talking to you, does not mean you cannot keep talking to them. Think will appreciate in long run, they will."

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "... Yes, I guess I can. I should do that. Thank you. Also, someone keeps sending me cookies. They are very kind. And their friend that delivers them gives very good hugs."

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "Like a weird, cuddly noodle."

You have emoted: Cheliyi glances up at a mature rowan tree's branches, expression briefly pained, but soft. "You do not like this either, do you Brother? I wonder, was it harder or easier with my silence? Perhaps I should speak to you all more."

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**a sudden flash of yellow, the pulsing color almost like laughter** I still like Bizi better, of course."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "*A thoughtful swirl of colors...* A... nooodle... oh - oh, that is."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "Ti...kki? They send many cookies - are a Hallifax persons - kindly, yes - a goodly person to look out from. Also do not anticipate Bizi being noodle for long, she keeps overeating so will be quite fat soon."

Odd sounds echo through the gloomy forest, their source undetermined.

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**motes of yellow interspersed with a sudden hint of purple** Oh! Perhaps I will... speak to them? Maybe? Hm. Also yes, Bizi does need a bit of a diet. You spoil them!"

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**green and yellow swirling** You could always give the food to me instead~."

(The Shadow Kindred): You say, "Fnsdjncjksnksndcjs cheliyi you are not subtle."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "Oh heckity, I will send a Bizi-shaped cookie straight away - via Bizi."

From seemingly nowhere, Bizirik appears, a dark mint chocolate leothin cookie clutched in its set of smaller forelimbs. It clumsily hands a dark mint chocolate leothin cookie over to you before slinking back off.

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**bright yellow, a hint of green** I jest, of course. But thank you."
The shadow of a crow seeps in from the northwest.

---> look bizi cookie!
Looking like something lost to the ages, this cookie creature is formed
into a near-perfect square, its limbs and body twisted in to fit the
shape. Portions of mirror glaze have been rubbed away to give it an
ancient appearance. Shiny gold-leaf and bright violet highlights run
down the length of its body and form a delicately painted double set of
wings. Bright, vibrant streaks of green are visible when examining the
underside of this cookie, standing out from the naturally dark chocolate
color of the dough.
It has 8 months of usefulness left.
It is strangely weightless.
It has been preserved against spoilage.
It has a trade valuation of worthless.
The beauteous craftsmanship of The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo radiates throughout it.
It has been stamped with the seal of The Shadowfeast Cooking Cartel.
It has the following aliases: cookie.

---> eat the cooookie

You bite into this cookie, easily breaking through the decorative sugary
top. Though the decorative portion is slightly crunchy, the dough
beneath is almost under-cooked, coating your mouth in warm, rich dark
chocolate. Cool veins of sweet mint are mixed in with the dough,
offering the occasional pleasant change of flavors.

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "*an apologetic ripple* Ah - sorry, for quiet. Am ... writing a thing, and it is not so very easy because I am bad at words, yep."

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**soft green and yellow, stagnant like a forest puddle** I do not mind. It is very quiet anyways. Writing is hard!"

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "Goodbyes are hard. Endings are hard."
Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "But think endings are also new beginnings, or, something...wisely."

You have emoted: Cheliyi winces, before pulling off her spectacles. "... I do miss you all quite a bit. Today is easier than before, Brother, but it still hurts. It's so, so quiet without you."

The rumble of distant thunder heralds Kosuke, the cloud-bound Long as he flies in and loops himself around you several times, handing you a sugar cookie with rainbow icing within your Long cocoon before he flies off.

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "Ah - Friend Tikki just sent me a whole cookie - you should say hello - with, your brain...!"

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "*swirling seafoam* Just say uhm... 'hi hi! Am Cheliyi! Many thank yous for cookies!' Or something."

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**a sudden wash of blue, before more green and yellow bloom** I... I will try."

You tell Tikki, "**a swirl of pale green and yellow** Er... hello! I am Cheliyi! Are you the one who has the noodle that gives very good hugs? Your cookies are very tasty."

Caressing your ear, the voice of Tikki whispers, "Hee~ Yes that's me! I'm glad you've been enjoying them! The cookies and the hugs both, I'll be sure to let Kosuke know!"

(Trasto): You say, ":)"
(Trasto): Tikki (from the Aetherways) says, "Precious bean."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "You can do it, yes you can."

(Trasto): Gurashi (from the Aetherways) says, "*encourages friendships*."

You tell Tikki, "**green and yellow blooming in a sea of blue** Yes, thank you! And please give Kosuke a very good pat for me."

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "**bright green and yellow** They are very nice."

You hum softly, your leaves resonating with song.
Worn, like a weathered piece of driftwood, you say, "I am also making new friends. So... you do not have to worry about me, even if..."

Barely above a pained whisper, you say, "I have to go. I love you all, so so much. I hope you really do love me back."

Caressing your ear, the voice of Tikki whispers, "I most certainly will! It's nice to hear you, we'll have to meet face to face sometime!"

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "Wonderful - think so too. Must have tea with them sometime."

You have emoted: Cheliyi smiles weakly, her branches drooping. "You know, the oddest thing? I miss your scolding the most. But I know... I know if we can just make them see, you can scold me all you like. Even if it bugs me!" She exclaims with a grin, suddenly vibrant and moving. "I will not complain, never again. Because I know you care." Her grin breaks off, just a bit.

Worn, like a weathered piece of driftwood, you say, "At least... I hope you still do, Brother."

You tell Tikki, "I think that would be a great idea, when I have time. Thank you."

Caressing your ear, the voice of Tikki whispers, "Until then, I'll be sure to send more cookies here and there, hehe!"

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "They would like to meet me too... **a hint of purple** do you think I could go for teatime with you?"

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "*assent* I do not know when... cannot this minutes but soon, yes yes... *a thoughtful little buzz*."

You tell The Basin's Friend, Gurashi An'Ryshe, the Crescendo, "Oh! The teatime is not now, haha. But yes, sometime in the future. **soft green and yellow sinking back in, relief?**."

You sigh quietly, branches creaking with the weight of drooping leaves.


You have emoted: Cheliyi snuggles up closer to a mature rowan tree, pulling her branches inwards.
Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "**gentle affirmation**."

Ethna tells you, "I don't mean to bug you, Miss Cheliyi, but if I find a feather are you able to make a crow cloak?"

Lycidae tells you, "Can you make crow eggs?"

(The Shadow Kindred): You say, "TWO PEOPLE AT ONCE."
(The Shadow Kindred): You say, "*SCREAMS*."
(The Shadow Kindred): Esei says, "....*concern*."

You have emoted: Cheliyi jolts, before laughing gently.

Shadows pour out from the ether, heralding Dusan.

(The Shadow Kindred): You say, "Two people sent me tells simultaniously."
(The Shadow Kindred): Esei says, "Oh f."

Esei gives a banana walnut muffin to you.

You have emoted: Cheliyi blinks, before squinting at Esei. "... Thank you."

(The Shadow Kindred): You say, "S c r e a m s."

With silvery tones, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk says, "Of course. Be well."

You tell Ethna D'Rose, "**pale green and yellow fading into brown** Yes, I can make you a cloak. I cannot guarantee it will help you fly, but I can help nonetheless."

You tell Lycidae, "**pale green and yellow, washed over by an apologetic blue** No. I am not advanced enough, unfortunately."

---> look muffin (god i want one so bad)
Faint wisps of steam rise from the golden brown form of a sweet banana
walnut muffin. Freshly baked and deeply fragrant, a fashioned paper cup
houses this pastry in simple security. Dozens of minute walnut pieces
dot the outer surface of the confection, tantalising with their deep,
nutty aromas.

Ethna tells you, "I-it's one feather, right?"

(The Shadow Kindred): Ethna says, "All the C-names."

You have emoted: Cheliyi's mouth presses into a thin line, a sudden rumble emanating from her chest. Eyes pricking with tears, she whispers, "... I do not want to leave my other friends. But, I may have to. Oh Brother..."

A rose-coloured rage worg pads in from the northwest, sniffing at the air as he enters.

You gag a bit as Ethna's stink wafts over you.

"Oops!" Ethna exclaims with a bashful expression.
A rose-coloured rage worg leaves to the northwest, trailing a flowing pattern of running wolves on the ground as he departs.
A rose-coloured rage worg pads in from the northwest, sniffing at the air as he enters.

You have emoted: Cheliyi clears her throat, scrubbing hastily at her eyes. She blinks, before laughing softly.
You begin to wield a putrid thornvine whip in your left hand.

Ethna's wings flutter behind her as she hovers in front of the wyrdenwood, her head canting to the side. "Are you okay, Miss Cheliyi?" She quietly asks, concern evident in her voice.

Her voice worn but fond, you say, "Yes, yes I am well. And I only require a single feather."
The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.

Ethna gives a black crow's feather to you.

Worn, like a weathered piece of driftwood, you say, "And apparently, you need a bath."
You raise your hands and clouds form and darken overhead, releasing a heavy rain that drenches the area.
You chuckle softly, your leaves rustling with laughter.

Sounding rather proud, Ethna D'Rose says, "I took one when I ran away."

Creaking with amusement, you say, "Eh, I needed one as well. Just a moment."

Ethna D'Rose asks, "Oh, um. How much power do you use making a cloak?"
Ethna stares speculatively at you.

You take a glowing powerstone from a utility backpack of many pockets.
You begin to wield a glowing powerstone in your right hand.

Worn, like a weathered piece of driftwood, you say, "Not that much."

The shadow of a crow seeps in from the northwest.

Ethna raises her hand in greeting to the shadow of a crow and says "Hi!"

The shadow of a crow seeps off to the east.

Pouting, Ethna D'Rose says, "Oh, okay."

Holding a black crow's feather, you caw loudly and begin rolling it back and forth between your palms. The feather splits into two, then four, then eight, binding together until a cloak of crow feathers is created.

The wind whistles eerily through the branches overhead.

You give a cloak of crow feathers to Ethna D'Rose.

Worn, like a weathered piece of driftwood, you say, "There you are."

You clutch a glowing powerstone firmly, preparing to use it.

Ethna slips into a cloak of crow feathers.
Ethna stares speculatively at you.

You sigh quietly, branches creaking with the weight of drooping leaves.
Ethna places a hand on your forehead, and you feel a surge of energy transfer into your soul.

Worn, like a weathered piece of driftwood, you say, "Well, it usually works. Thank you nonetheless."
You cease wielding a glowing powerstone in your right hand.

Ethna smiles softly.

You cease wielding a putrid thornvine whip in your left hand.

With a minute buzzing, Ethna hovers in front of you before placing a gentle kiss on your brow.
Ethna suddenly shouts, "POOF!" and waits as if expecting something.
A rose-coloured rage worg leaves to the northwest, trailing a flowing pattern of running wolves on the ground as he departs.

The wind whistles eerily through the branches overhead.

You chuckle softly, your leaves rustling with laughter.

You put a glowing powerstone into a utility backpack of many pockets.

You hum softly, your leaves resonating with song.
You sit yourself down.

You have emoted: Cheliyi leans back against a mature rowan tree, smiling contently.