In her deep slumber, her consciousness was brought down into the depths of her soul where the spirits resided. [color=a187be]"Aah, I never thought that you'd meet the legendary Denmother, my child."[/color] The five said in unison as the clambered onto Fariha's 'body'. As usual, the five spirits moved and spoke as one, which to Fariha was kind of amusing. The Five wore the form of small human forms the size of one's hand; these forms were vague with little to no detail other than their colours and large white eyes. 
[color=a187be]"To encounter and even sleep upon such a figure brings great joy to us spirits and it will bring great fortune to you and your clan. Consider yourself blessed."[/color] they continued in a happy tone, her eyes flicking to each of the spirits, responding with a warm, cheerful smile.

A strange sensation flowed through the elf's body, the spirits shivered slightly as it passed.
[color=a187be]"We have entered the rift. It's time to wake up now, child."[/color] They said simply, sending her consciousness back to the surface.
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Fariha woke up with a start as the Lupine shook her. She immediately grabbed her bow and nocked an arrow out of instinct, aiming it around the her in a frenzy. The circles on her hand lit up once more, washing a pale aura over her. She blinked a few times, loosening the tension on her string. The young elf looked at Grendrick, feeling quite embarrassed, [color=a2d39c]"U-uhh, sorry? haha.."[/color] She responded awkwardly as she hopped down from the Denmother. She really wanted to go back to sleep, but she fought the urge to climb back on and do so. There was work to do. She probably wouldn't be able to anyway, with the strong smell of death and Skaven around.

The wood elf quietly listened to the Lupine's plan. It was sound.. Or at least in her opinion. She watched the Lupine charge only to stop and let out a mighty howl, one that even the bravest of hunters couldn't withstand. Had Grendrick been her enemy, she may have paralysed in fear. She closed her eyes and braced herself as if wading through harsh winds, calming her mind as the howl shook her very bones. She knew what he was doing, so it was time for her to do her part. She waited for a moment before opening her eyes, following the path of the Lupine, her feet nimbly skipping over the dead bodies and sprawled limbs with ease. She stopped a fair distance away from the combat, pulling back an arrow. She waited for movement, her arrow ready to fire.