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Well this was going well. She was going to have so much fun! Silly little treeman - huh? A light tug was felt on her shoulders. Like a twig catching you as you moved through the forest. Tania simply blinked, slightly dumbfounded. What? That gave her away? How absurd! No one had ever said anything like that before - unless they didn't call her out on purpose. But why would they go along with her pranks if they were wholly aware of them?

For a moment, Tania seemed to be having a mild essential crises before simply laughing and grinning up at the tree.

[color=598527]"Yea, sure. I went easy on you."[/color] Tania made a mental note to watch her words later. A mental note that would likely, sadly, go forgotten like its predecessors. She was just playing anyways, so she didn't have to get super serious. If she showed all of her tricks immediately, then that'd leave her with nothing. Besides, she didn't want to seriously hurt anyone. Messing with ones perception of reality could easily have some nasty side effects.

[color=598527]"Alright treeman, I promised to show you the garden so come on~"[/color] Like a little kid grabbing the hand of a parent or sibling, Tania took Mirithal's hand, gently beginning to pull him towards its direction. [color=598527]"You'll love it, promise~"[/color]