Date: 2024-09-20 02:43 am (UTC)
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She smiles in thanks as she takes the offered hand. There are leaves in her hair, but she doesn't care about that right now.

They wander a while, following a deer trail through the forest, until they reach a truly massive oak tree. It must be very old indeed, to have grown this big.

She peers up through the branches. "I think there's a kind of hollow in the middle of those branches if we wanted to hide up there?"
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