Kafkalina sensed night coming, and decided to take a quick nap. By the time the ent would forcefully wake itself, it would be morning... She hoped.
Just as she had begun to doze into sleep, with her roots in the ground and her weary branches now well groomed, the sound of a voice startled her.
Ha hoomm! Who in the name of Arda is that?! Am I hearing things again? Maybe it is a dream, no, I haven't had those in centuries. Well, it doesn't sound dangerous, but it would be best to be on my guard...
Kafkalina slowly opened her eyes to hear the calling again.
"Good day to you Mister Ent!"
Mister? ... Oh no, I've really let myself go, haven't I?!
Then, the voice finished it's sentence.
"I am Glirdingo, an Elf of Lorien!"
Lorien? I have not been there in ages, hmmm. An Elve? Oh my, I have not seen it's people either in so long. I wonder how many of those Mallorn trees are no longer saplings, oh, they must be so beautiful now. Well, I guess I could save the nap for later, it would be nice to hear what has happened in the wide world recently.
The ent cleared it's throat and bent down slowly to address this elve called Glirdingo.
" *Sulier vanë minë, it has me at quite a surprise to talk with one of Lorien! I am Kafkalina, an ent of the northern woods, or, what is left of them. Oh, begging my pardon, but I am afraid I am not a 'mister', but do not worry, it is no great offense Glirdingo. Might I ask what has become of the fair land of Lorien, and it's great Mallorn trees? They were but saplings when I passed through, and I never saw what became of them."
Kakalina uprooted and went to sit upon the ground, making sure of course not to harm Glirdingo as she did, there was still many thistles attached to her.
((OOC:* 'Greetings fair one', sorry, couldn't resist using some Quenya.))
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