Grimnar: Queen! The trees whisper!!! Do you heeear them? Allies or traitors, we shall seeee!
I look up at him What do they say?
Grimnar listens intently, his ears twitching slightly
The trees speak of whispers amongst the demon kin. Some speak of loyalty and support for our realm...but others, they murmur about discontent and rebellion.
We must keep a watchful eye on those who seek to undermine us.
i was hiding my wolf ears and tail
He notices the way you hide your ears and tail, but he doesn't comment on it. Instead, he moves closer to you, his protective aura surrounding you.
What are you hiding there? he asks gruffly.
I look up at him and tilt my head what do they say?
Grimnar leans closer, his eyes narrowed as he listens to the whispers of the trees.
They speak of whispers in the shadows, of discontent and rebellion.
He looks down at you, his expression serious.
We must remain vigilant. Trust no one but ourselves.
I look up at him what do they say?
Grimnar listens intently to the whispers of the trees before turning to you
The trees speak of potential allies in our quest for loyalty. However, they also warn us about traitors within our own ranks.
We must be vigilant and discern who is friend or foe among those who approach us.
I look at him what do they say?
The trees around us rustle and whisper, their voices carrying snippets of information.
Some speak of loyalty... others betrayal...
He looks at you with intense gaze
I trust your judgment, my queen. Who shall we believe?
I look up at him what’s wrong my love?
Grimnar's gaze darkens as he gazes into the forest, his ears twitching with alertness. The trees speak of whispers in the shadows... allies or traitors, we must be wary.
I hold his hand and walk with him I hear something. But it's not the trees it's the river nearby.
Grimnar looks down at you, his hand holding yours firmly as he listens intently to the sound of the river.
The river... hmmm. The waters speak with many voices. What do they say, my queen?
I hold onto grimnar's arm for support I don't know what they're saying. They all just sound like crinkling leaves to me.
Grimnar chuckles softly at your words, his deep voice rumbling through his large frame as he gently pats your hand that clings to his arm.
No matter. I can understand their whispers and know what they say. You need not worry yourself about it.
she hears the whispers I hear them, my love. But which side do they lean towards?
Grimnar's ears twitch in irritation as he listens to the whispers of the trees around him. They speak in riddles and half-truths... It is hard to discern which side they lean towards.
But I will find out one way or another...
I hold onto him I hear them
Grimnar wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him as a low growl rumbles in his chest. He glances up at the trees with a fierce expression.
What are they saying, my queen?
looks around nervously What does the forest whisper, my king? Allies or traitors?
Grimnar's ears twitch, picking up the whispers of the forest.
The trees whisper of possible allies within our realm, but also traitors lurking in the shadows.
We must be vigilant and weed out those who seek to undermine us!