She spotted it at once. The grove called to her as clearly as the birds called to each other in the spring. The pair became still as they both walked silently together toward it. They crossed the river with no trouble at all, dripping a trail of water behind them when they reached the other side. A calm came over Aerynnel as they entered the sacred place. She closed her eyes as she walked, listening to the singing of the trees and smiled blissfully, as Lakota trotted off to greet the tending druid nearby.