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Time to Train
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Marta didn't come here much, and this was the first time she had consciously decided to come here since Sierra had left.  Ricky had told her that she could stay a second night with Elyse, and Elyse had agreed.  Elyse didn't like it here either, but Marta was here now.  She felt braver since her talk with Hayden, and she was certain that she should really begin to understand this place.  It was a scary place.  She knew her thoughts could change things in an instant, and she had the ability to 'wake up' should she need to.  

Splash was here too.  That was another thing.  Splash had a better understanding of the dream than she did.  Wolves just seemed to naturally get this place.  They were inherently connected to it. Splash also wasn't too happy that Marta had decided to come, but Marta did.  She couldn't learn how this place worked without being here.  She awoke in Nox's Building, but this wouldn't do.  She needed someplace else.

"Splash," she said, the words translating to images that she sent to her companion. "How to I get to the woods from here."

Splash sent her back the instructions.  She closed her eyes, and pictured the spot in the woods where she had met Elyse and Sierra, remembering every detail.  She even remembered the scents, and the way the wind rustled through the trees, and when she opened her eyes, she was there.

"Okay - I have to remember.  I'm real, not a dream, and I got to remember what I look like." her clothing, which had been shifting slightly solidified.  She smirked and thought of herself with a bow, and suddenly one was in her hands and she felt the familiar weight of a quiver on her back.  Now she just wondered what she should do now.

((OoC: Any dream walker is welcome - no plans here))
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Time to Train - by Marta - 02-02-2025, 11:34 PM
RE: Time to Train - by Marta - 02-04-2025, 10:58 AM
RE: Time to Train - by Marta - 02-05-2025, 08:35 PM
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