The Leshy ran her fingers across the edge of the bark, murmuring an old language that only she remembered, her fingers phasing into the bark slightly. Her eyes were half-closed, watching as the sap that had accumulated on the outside of the bark glowed a soft golden. She carefully pulled her hand away, and the light folowed, leaving the tree looking decidedly duller. She murmured something again and the color exploded from the tips of her fingers, showering her and the trees around her before fading away.
She hummed carefully, patting the tree she had just pulled the life force from before scooping up the axe she had rested against its trunk. She carefully swung it, making a small knock in the moss on the bark.
"I'm sorry, old friend. It's just your time."
She drew the axe back, sending it into the trunk with a sound like a thunderclap before she drew the axe out of the softening wood, swinging the axe back and driving it in again. She did this a few more times until the tree began to topple.
She huffed and stepped back as she watched the tree fall, groaning as it hit the ground. She sighed, scooping the leather jacket off one of the branches she had left it on. She frowned at the angry hissing of the trees, and placed her hands on her hips.
"Look, he told me he was feeling sick and had an infectious parasite feeding off him. I gave him a dignified death. I would appreciate it if you didn't try to throw me to the wolves when I've committed no sins." She huffed as the hissing quietened down, nodding. "Thank you. You know I wouldn't go out of my way to hurt you guys. It's my job to protect you."
With that, she turned away from the small patch of forest she had been talking to, their fears soothed. She began wandering back to her den, a small wooden hut deep in the heart of the forest. Gods, she was tired.
She hummed carefully, patting the tree she had just pulled the life force from before scooping up the axe she had rested against its trunk. She carefully swung it, making a small knock in the moss on the bark.
"I'm sorry, old friend. It's just your time."
She drew the axe back, sending it into the trunk with a sound like a thunderclap before she drew the axe out of the softening wood, swinging the axe back and driving it in again. She did this a few more times until the tree began to topple.
She huffed and stepped back as she watched the tree fall, groaning as it hit the ground. She sighed, scooping the leather jacket off one of the branches she had left it on. She frowned at the angry hissing of the trees, and placed her hands on her hips.
"Look, he told me he was feeling sick and had an infectious parasite feeding off him. I gave him a dignified death. I would appreciate it if you didn't try to throw me to the wolves when I've committed no sins." She huffed as the hissing quietened down, nodding. "Thank you. You know I wouldn't go out of my way to hurt you guys. It's my job to protect you."
With that, she turned away from the small patch of forest she had been talking to, their fears soothed. She began wandering back to her den, a small wooden hut deep in the heart of the forest. Gods, she was tired.