⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❦ "Nadia, your it!" Wren tapped her shoulder and raced away from the tree she was standing by. "Not if I get you first!" She cried, chasing after him. Their bare feet ran nimbly over the dirt, branches, and stones, their laughter filling the empty trees. "Nadia! Wren!" Ash cupped his slender hands around his mouth as he called them. "Hurry up, we're gonna be late." "I don't want to go to some stupid initiation!" answered Wren, still running from Nadia. "Fine, I'll go myself and tell Ivrann you called his initiation 'stupid,'" threatened Ash. At the sound of their ominous leader's name, the two young elves stopped their playing to join him. "Why'd you have to bring up him?" whined Wren. "He's so mean!" "But he's our king, and he's been protecting us for years," countered Ash. "So shut up and let's go."
