smash_logs | Druids Do It Naturally

He wouldn't have to wait long. The halfbreed was in the area, but as always, she was playfully using the shadows and environment to render her invisible in her saber form.

She waited a few moments before prowling her way towards Gordon. Once she was close enough though, she took a nice, deep breath and let out a loud yet playful roar, coming out of the shadows in turn.

"GAH, what--"

The man backpedals and produces a pistol from his side with surprising speed. (OF COURSE HE'S ARMED, WHY WOULDN'T HE BE?) Several months working alongside pokemon of several shapes and sizes has made him realize that not all toothy quadrupeds automatically want to kill him, but it's a notion that's quick to revive when something sneaks up on him.

The saber seems to grin at that, even the chuckling growl sounds playful as the large saber walks slowly towards him.

It's in mid-stride that the large cat shifts into a more familiar form, one that is sporting a rather smug and amused smile.

"Nice reflexes Mr. Gordon."

"..."

He lowers his pistol and raises his eyebrows. "Ellistree? I... how did you, what... okay just, do me a favor and don't sneak up on me again." He splutters as he holsters the weapons again, though the command comes through a smirk now that he's recognized her.

"Aww, ain't into having fun Mr. Freeman?" she added with a teasing smirk as she rearranged her own backpack.

"Can't say I can promise that though, I tend to love playing around just a bit too much, especially for my age. I guess it's just nature's spontaneous ways well inside of me."

"I'm fine with a little fun, long as no one gets hurt. Last thing I want to do is mistake you for some territorial example of the local wildlife and accidentally shoot you."

He shifts his own belongings.

"Ready to go? It's a good few hours hike, but if we start we can reach it by noon."

"While I agree it's best when no one gets hurt, sometimes it's just a part of life. And you need not worry, even if you had, I am sure I would have been able to heal it." Unless it was chaos energies... Those were always a pain to heal.

She nodded, starting the trek herself. "Always ready~"

Nope, no chaos energy here, just a good old-fashioned projectile. If he had his tau cannon however, it'd be a different story. He replies with a simple, surprised "huh." and follows her.

Some parts of the forest are cut by trails, not entirely muddy but not exactly dry either. Gordon clings loosely to those paths, especially when the terrain starts to get hilly and the easiest way through happens to be exactly the most traveled.

"So you can change your shape..." He adds after a long while of companionable silence. "And fly. I guess that means you can turn into a bird as well as a cat, right?"

It's UTTERLY RIDICULOUS, and yet the most reasonable connection he can make.

Not Ellistree though, she taking the side areas besides Gordon which were the edges of the path, enjoying the feel of the leaves against her and the added challenge of a rocky and rooty path.

"Mmmmhm~ I can. It's part of being connected and being one with nature as a druid. I have various forms that have been granted to me and I have earned."

"Can I ask what those forms are?" He presses, genuinely curious as he watches her climb over a cluster of rocks above him.

"Hmmm, bear and it's different forms like dire and grand. Same goes for my saber forms which are frankly my favorites. Don't be surprised if you see me prowling like that often. I also have a more sleek feline form for speed and traveling long distances when flying wouldn't be a smart choice."

She paused and laughed as she continued. "I can also shift into a storm crow or a treant." The latter was mainly used for healing. "Oh and I can turn into a predatory sea mammal if I need to go for a swim~"

"Hm, just when I thought it was safe to go back in the water." He jokes. The path starts to climb and so does he, grasping the occasional young tree for support. "And when you say 'healing' you don't mean the normal way do you?"

Ellistree climbs with such ease that it makes it seem like childs play as she bounds, leaps, grasps and swings her way to the top, looking down and smiling at Gordon.

"Nature provides me with the means to heal, regrow and regenerates. Given enough time I could regrow your limbs or damaged bones and such with natural magics." She could even resurrect but that added the thoughts that she'd need to here and she didn't want to think of anyone dying...

That's a very bright smile. He smirks back up at her. "I'll keep that in mind."

Sooner or later he grows tired of his relative crawl along the ground, and over the next few minutes, if she's paying attention, he begins to climb after her over the dark crags chasing the hills. While he has no where near her level of adroitness, he's surprisingly comfortable with heights and not as clumsy as he'd made himself seem down there on the path...

Eliistree laughed, moving in and about the area playfully, keeping an eye on him. She knew even the most adept of explorers could make mistakes and she wouldn't want to have to put Mr. Freeman together again.

"How ya faring hm?" she asked teasingly.

"I've survived worse than a six-foot fall." He replies, sliding down a rock slope a few meters to a level platform, a little out-of-breath but grinning from the high of exertion. He stares as she springs up above him a little further.

"You sure you're not part cat or something?"

"I'm part-many things~" she mused as she teasingly purred at him.

Which technically was still very true. Not only was she a halfbreed, being a druid also allowed her a much deeper connection with many aspects of nature.

He swallows, and re-seats his glasses before taking another jump.

The woods in the early spring are abundant with small fuzzy forms that skitter out when they think no one is looking. Everything from red squirrels, hungry and lean from hibernation, to predatory alien bugs looking to feed on those squirrels, to feral pokemon that are just starting to shed their winter coats (and in some cases, sprout new leaves and flowers.)

Gordon wades through a cluster of budding brambles and plucks a small black fuzzy off his clothes where it'd been hitchhiking. It MEYYORKS and squirms in protest before he tosses it over his shoulder.

"Weird-ass wildlife here... Hm, I think that's the lake up there." He gestures to a sliver of grey-blue between the tree trunks.

"There isn't any weird wildlife, only unique life forms that have adapted due to their needs and desires," Ellistree corrected him in a sing-songy voice.

At the mention of a lake however, she brightened up and looked over the direction he pointed at.

"Oh really?! It's such a nice day for a dip too! Don't be late now Mr. Gordon!" she said as she hurried off towards the lake.

Along the trail one might find scattered pieces of her clothing as she had shed them while running. Finally, her backpack lay at the edge of the lake and Ellistree was nowhere to be found for a few moments until she burst from the water's surface, whipping her long hair back as water flew everywhere.

"Isn't it a little--"

He stops and picks up a rather large, lacy bra from the grassy floor.

"...cold?"

He gathers up what clothing he notices on his hurried pace down the slope after her, and ambles onto the grass just as she bursts from the lake like a larger-than-life water nymph.

"..." Everything he's carrying hits the ground in a single mass. Pardon the man if he stares for a moment.

Ellistree didn't seem the least bit disturbed by his appearance or his staring. It actually made her chuckle and she smiled, "Oi! Come on in! The water's refreshing!"

Of course it might have been that way to someone like her who was used to extreme temperatures like Northrend and the Firelands.

"I, err..."

It's mid march! That water's probably freezing cold! She may bear every resemblance to a sexy frost giant, that's bordering on dangerous for a human! He'd have to be an idiot to go in after her!

...

He hits the water with a heavy splash, his glasses and all his clothes save for his shorts left on the bank. One bubble surfaces, two, then--

"--OH JEEZUS, THAT'S COLD!" He feels obligated to declare at the TOP OF HIS LUNGS the moment he surfaces. Mostly to make sure his lungs still work.

It's fine Gordon, there's warmth coming in from behind in the form of a hot body pressed against your back.

"Aww, it's not too bad now is it?" she mused before letting herself float a bit back and away from him.

"It just takes a bit to get used to at the beginning."

The man boggles as Ellistree presses against him, and nearly goes under from momentarily forgetting to swim. Self-preservation soon overrides his body's fight to be aroused in extreme temperatures, however, and he treads water again as she draws away.

"No, no it's... only slightly hypothermic. I can handle this..." He replies breathlessly. He just has to stay moving.

Ellistree chuckles, "Hm, I suppose you're just not used to these kinds of temperatures." Summoning typhoons, and storms were in a druid's kit so she figured she could heat up the water a little for him.

Which it did! The water wasn't so cold anymore and Ellistree winked. "Changing forms isn't all a druid can do you know." Though she would have loved to have a shaman around right now! They could have made the lake into a large hot tub by asking the elements!

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