[to answer a couple of questions in one, wanda simple says,]
I can read minds.
[βit's not quite as cut and dry as that, but she can definitely distinguish thoughts and emotions, to the point where even with a superficial glance around she can tell if someone is lying or disguising themselves for an ulterior motive. as it were, from the group right now, outside of their new approaching friends, steve is the one most alarmed.
it definitely is prudent to not let one's guard down, though. steve is right to want them to keep going, but their path seems otherwise blocked; the creatures placing themselves between and in front of the wheels of the wagons, seeming ready to make some kind of demand. wanda feels the surge of somethingβ
holding tight onto her horse's reins, wanda steps off and down to the ground. there is something particular about these creatures, and she is trying to assert what exactly it is that they wantβ and just as soon as the thought of FOOD! pops into her mind, the creatures start pointing at their caravan.
ah.]
They want food. [their supplies. hm.] They might not let us through otherwise.
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I can read minds.
[βit's not quite as cut and dry as that, but she can definitely distinguish thoughts and emotions, to the point where even with a superficial glance around she can tell if someone is lying or disguising themselves for an ulterior motive. as it were, from the group right now, outside of their new approaching friends, steve is the one most alarmed.
it definitely is prudent to not let one's guard down, though. steve is right to want them to keep going, but their path seems otherwise blocked; the creatures placing themselves between and in front of the wheels of the wagons, seeming ready to make some kind of demand. wanda feels the surge of somethingβ
holding tight onto her horse's reins, wanda steps off and down to the ground. there is something particular about these creatures, and she is trying to assert what exactly it is that they wantβ and just as soon as the thought of FOOD! pops into her mind, the creatures start pointing at their caravan.
ah.]
They want food. [their supplies. hm.] They might not let us through otherwise.