[Realm: Álfheimr]
[Location: The Great Forest]
[Elfame]
It had not taken long for them to leave the tavern behind, though the shift was as immediate as it was palpable. One moment there had been noise—laughter that echoed too loudly, mugs clattering, wings brushing tables—and the next, they were descending back toward the forest floor, everything growing quieter with every step.
Soon enough, they were walking through the forest proper once more.
Grimm's stride was unhurried as he mapped the ground beneath him. Puck floated a short distance behind, slower than before, her energy subdued by thought. Cobweb led without looking back, clearly expecting them to follow.
"I am curious," Grimm said after a while, breaking the silence naturally, "as to how large this place truly is."
Puck tilted slightly in the air, considering the question herself. She had lived here long enough that the answer felt instinctive.
"Very," Cobweb replied, not bothering to elaborate.
