[Greendale]
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"What's that?" Luin breathed. Anson shook his head slowly, as did everyone else.
"Just don't move," Anson murmured.
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Quiet whispers wafted through the still and cool air. Though they talked as quieted as they could, the forest was hushed about them, and their talking echoed through the forest, waking one not-so-happy ent.
As Greendale opened his eyes, he noticed some small creatures on the floor of the forest, who had now stopped walking and were standing silently watching. He had been sleeping as some might say, and was not too happy to be woken up, but he sat patiently, preferring not to be careless.
After a few moments they started walking again, though more alert. They advanced slowly, getting closer and closer to thesoundless Greendale. He watched unspeaking, deciding what to do about the small group below.
[Everwood]
"Yes, er..Hobbits, from the Shire. Some know us as halflings." One of the smaller folk said straining her neck to look at the ent.
He pondered for a moment before speaking. "Hobbits? I have never heard of a hobbit! Hoom, how strange, never have I once heard of such folk. And from The Shire you say? Hmmm, how odd..."
The group below watched as he lapsed into silence once again. They looked at eachother, not too sure what to do next.