The man scoffed, catching the pouch. He poured its contents into his hand, counting the coins roughly, before putting them back inside.
“Fine. If you’re so intent on protecting this wee tree.”, he shook his head, grabbing the handle of his cart and pulling it along with him, leaving the forest again. All the while, the animals kept a close eye on him, creepy in their staring, as the forest seemed darker than before.A few of the animals left again though, going all in the same general direction: the heart of the forest. Elvin was hurt, and even he needed time to heal, just like the tree that had been cut. Until it had healed it with its resin, Elvin would be in pain as well.
Nox watched him leave and breathed a sigh of relief when he went out of sight. She looked around to see most of animals had left the area too. She felt the air grow cold and the forest was quiet again. She turned to the tree and felt the bark where it has been cut.
“I’m sorry this happened” she mumbled, sadly to the tree “I wish I could heal you”
Elvin was incredibly glad when the birds came and told him what had happened. He was safe, his forest was safe, and it was thanks to Nox. He let a little flower bloom in his hands, it’s petals resembling the same amber colours that were in his eyes. He gave it to the little bird, who quickly flew off again.
It flew back to Nox, landing on her outstretched arm. The flower held by its stem in the bird’s beak. It hopped up and down a little, before dropping the flower onto her arm. It trilled softly, before flying up and into a branch of the tree.
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