Luena watched in amusement at the group. The timid boy, the short kid twirling a stick and speaking in tongues, and the curly haired girl that-
Someone is watching… Luena blinked as a female voice sounded in her head.
Luena made a slight sound when she realized the girl had stopped directly under her fort, and was looking up. She ducked her head back in, choosing instead to watch the group on the balcony. She sat cross-legged as the short kid seemingly summoned a snake out of the stick.
Luena shuddered as a new voice crawled through her mind. What…do now? …need… stop pick-… sticks.
(this is how the treehouse looks btw. Just a lot more blended in. https://i.pinimg.com/originals/e2/5c/4d/e25c4db632f62e1ac63332919056f643.jpg)