Vitani looked at Dominic with interest. She had never seen someone like him. She shed her snake form and slid down the tree, changing herself back to normal. Her ivy and briar tattooes moved under her skin. This dryad (of a sort) was very curious. Her green eyes looked at him.
CopyCat walked up behind her.
"Who that?" He asked.
"No know, who she? Never see she here."
"She here come, in us home she be."
"Not allowed, must stop tree-cutters."
"She know?"
"Me know not. Tree-cutters die!" Vitani clentched her fist. Slowly she crawled out of her hiding place. She walks up to Nakila and Dominic. "Help us?"
CopyCat snatched her arm as he scrambled out after her. "Vitani, no. They no know tree-cutters. They no help tree-folk."
"CopyCat."
"ZayrsZiu, remember?"
"Zayrs, need help we do." She turned back to them. "Help we need, tree-folk need tree-cutters to die. We kill, nasty blood- taste gross. Help dryads, yes?"
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