Well, first things first, you need to check properly if you are still alone. You are pretty confident in your thermal sense, but its magic, so it might have weird weaknesses or restrictions that you don't know about. You wriggle your way out of the pile of clothes and clingy sisters and crawl to the entrance of the tent. You unzip the bottom slightly and peer around, best you can tell, there isn't anything within sight. Though the dead silence of the forest serves to put you more on edge than if you could at least hear some birds chirping in the distance, but everything is completely silent.
If you didn't know better, you'd think that you were in another world entirely, just you and your sister inside a living forest and ok lets not go there. Shaking your head, you crawl out of the tent properly and peer around, still nothing. You walk to the edges of the clearing and start poking around, but you can't really find anything out of place. You're not exactly a premier tracker in the wild, but even the footprints you left in the dirt by the tree yesterday were gone, as if they never existed.
Ok, that's more than a little creepy. You make your way over to the tent and peer through, Una still asleep, half buried under spare clothes and making cute little whistling snores. You close the tent and let her sleep, after all the help she gave you moving yesterday you think she deserves the rest.
Right then, tree thingy. Time to deal with you. You aren't really sure what the etiquette with dealing with giant fuckoff magical forest/land things is so you decide to just wing it as best you can, moving back over to where you were sitting yesterday, on one of the larger roots sitting above ground. Though... when you think about it, it does resemble a bench, but that might be just because the top is flatter than you thought trees could grow. Don't think about it
When you get comfortable again, you take a thread of magic and run it down into the tree again, your awareness suddenly blooming again into that incomprehensible thing. This time you spend several long minutes just trying to, acclimatise, would be the best word. You gently press against it and try to make as much sense of it as you can, without trying to offend? it. It doesn't really react to your explorations at all, when you gently nudge towards knowing if any soldiers are nearby it obliges without the lightest hint of protest and an sudden sense of awareness lets you know the location of every being in a truly humongous area.
As fast as you can you cut your magic off at the source, rather than trying to withdraw it, to escape the overwhelming everything as fast as possible. When you come back to awareness, your back is damp with sweat and you are lightly panting clouds of steam even though your sense tells you that the air around you is a fairly mild 12C. A thought comes to mind, and you turn your sense inwards, where you are nearly blinded by the sight. You are a blazing inferno of heat, hundreds to thousands of times hotter than the air around you, only an invisible cage that you know is your magic holding the incredible blaze back.
Wow... You knew that the fire inside was hot, but you had no idea that is was this hot. Enough that you couldn't really figure out how hot it was, only that it was incredibly so. You spend a while just staring at yourself, enjoying the flow of the heat within you. It is an unnatural thing that feels like it belongs more than anything you could imagine. Even after a few days, you can't imagine it not being there, or perhaps it has always been there? You're not really sure, but the feeling of your flame is warm within, easing a tension on your shoulders that you hadn't realised was there.
Much more relaxed, you reach your magic back towards the tree, only to find the little part of yours that you left behind already there and waiting for you, rushing back to you a little like an eager puppy. The comparison makes you smile, though the magic itself doesn't seem to be sentient, it sometimes acts like it is. Perhaps it has something to do with your own desires? Or because you'd left it attached to the land/forest thing? God, you really need to find a name for this thing. All of the second guessing bothers you.
Connected again to the vast thing, you gently poke the impression of name towards it. What you get back is... certainly something. You aren't sure what, but it certainly was a thing. You poke back with feeling of incomprehension and get a faint amused feeling from the flower at your left foot, making you turn your head to stare at it bemusedly. Is everything here a separate thing? Or is it just projecting? You're... really not sure, but neither of those seem to be the right answer.
With a slight frown, you prod back at it with... existence? What you get back from that almost makes you draw back from the connection again, though it quickly calms enough that you manage to comprehend roughly what it's trying to show you. It's... you can kind of feel? No, know? Ugh... It seems to be the land? Or the continent? Something like that. It's kind of like an aerial overview, except from ground level? You don't think there are words for what you are trying to describe, but you kind of have a sense that this isn't so much of a forest as a region? landmass? One of the two or something in-between seems to fit somewhere, because you get another faint feeling of approval or affirmation. Something like that. Correctness would do.
So this isn't a forest, it's, land? An area? That seems to be along the right lines but still not quite right. Though at this point, you are just thinking yourself in circles and getting frustrated, there is just something there that you can't quite grasp, not because it's being held away or impossible but you just don't seem to quite get it.
It's like trying to squeeze a wet bar of soap when my hands are covered in lubricant. You shake your head at your strange thoughts and just gently knock your head against the tree behind you. Though it doesn't make any sense, probably because it's fucking magic, it's still helped you. Guided you to safety and seemingly kept literally everything away from them. A gentle nudge gets you a much reduced feeling of the area and you can still see them searching. Soldiers walking in groups of no less than five, being led by dogs down a trail then slowly veering away if they get too close, as if they can't quite comprehend that this space exists. Even the few animals you can sense now aren't coming into this space, as far as you can tell it only you and your sister are here.
As weird as it is, you try your best to push your feelings of thankfulness to it. It's helped you, massively and without really having a reason as best you can tell. It's done more for you than... well, anyone ever has before. With all the time and effort you put into helping Una and taking care of her, you've never really had someone help you before. It's a strange feeling, but one that leaves you feeling a little lighter before when the spirit? Fuck it, I'm calling it a spirit just projects back warmth and safety. Despite your natural jumpiness, you relax back into your seat against the tree, finding it to be inordinately more comfortable that it probably should be. Not that you are complaining in the slightest.
You decide to take this moment of quiet to start your healing again, it coming much easier than it had before and without needing so much focus to keep it going. The feeling of your magic spreading out into your body and staring the healing suffuses you, making you sink even deeper into your comfy spot on the bench. It was like sitting by a warm fire and relaxing into a plush sofa at the same time, enough to make you want to nod off if you hadn't already gotten lots of sleep last night.
As comfortable as you are, you don't stop thinking about your plans. You can't stay in the forest forever, but you know there are still searchers combing through the forest. If you judge by how many dogs seem to be leading them around the area where you were, they probably know where you were, but the spirit seems to be keeping them from reaching you. You aren't really sure how long that will last, seeing as surely they must realise that they haven't searched this part of the forest sooner or later, unless the spirit has some sort of mental effect. And oh man, I didn't need to think about that. It's ok, it's fine, it's been helpful, yeah.
You peer down at your comfy seat suspiciously for a moment, but you don't get any particular feelings back from it when you prod it with the idea. You just get a kind of confused warble, doesn't not have a concept for mind control or mind? Maybe there isn't a concept for it? Like you can't really convince of it's name, if it has one? You hope so, that would be a massive weight off of you back.
Anyway, you project at it the images of the soldiers searching and you and your sister staying where you are, then the concept of time passing. The sun and moon rising and setting. It takes a moment, but you get back images of a city. At first you are confused, until you see a blur in the sky that is the sun and the moon rising and falling extremely quickly. You are still confused until you see that previously where there was pristine city, now there was nature slowly encroaching, great trees splitting concrete and runners of vines slowly crawling their way up the side of a skyscraper.
Eventually, even the buildings themselves just become part of the landscape, either falling down or dirt covering them and turning them into hills, until if you didn't know there was a city there before, you would have never known at all. Still, it keeps going until the hills themselves wear down into plains and start forming into hills again.
At this point, you get the idea of what it is trying to tell you, and slowly push the idea of stopping it's images. They were amazing, it was... mesmerising, seeing nature take its course and overtake everything, then go through the cycle again and again. But you get what it was trying to tell you. It could hide you until the bones of man were little more than fossils in the ground.
It was somewhat humbling, being before such a thing, such a massive and ageless presence that just was. It didn't seem to so much as do things as things had already happened. It didn't lead the soldiers away from here, there was simply no here for the soldiers to find in the first place.
You spent a long time thinking about this, not really doing anything beyond making sure your healing kept going, not even shifting from where you sat in your wooden seat. What should you do next, you really were at a loss of what to do.
(Cerys Health: 60 + 36 Regeneration = 96/100)
About the camp...
[] Start setting up a slightly more permanent camp, though one you can bring with you
[] Leave as soon as possible, you need to get moving
[] Write In...
About the spirit...
[] Interact more with the spirit, see what you can learn
[] Don't interact with the spirit any more, it scares you
[] Write In...
+ 10 XP Befriended a tree spirit(?)
You are The Tree Whisperer, befriender of trees everywhere.