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I it makes sense to me, too. 10 for me
Clover silently prayed to her goddess for strength, and then began speaking in the silent language of the forest, calling upon her Sisters for aid.
Clover nodded her head. Whatever this "fire" stuff was, it sounded good. She hoped it wasn't as scary as her friends made it sound, but as long as it wasn't like the Red Death...she could handle it!
Clover pouted, but didn't fight back. The wolf-kin and witch were just being protective, and what could she expect from a wolf? It was kind, and she appreciated it.
Clover, unaware of how combat in a group works, places herself near the front of the group as they travel, determined to be the first (and last) to encounter this beast.
"Let us be off, then! This thing thinks that it can destroy my forest..."

Clover sounded angry for once. Beneath her feet, the grass and moss began to quiver, as if a harsh breeze had gone by, when no such wind was in the air.
Clover met his gaze, and smiled broadly.

"I am Clover! It is a pleasure to meet you!"
Clover looked at Elras. And who was this? So many new friends! She waved at the halfling, before turning back to the rest of the group.
Clover heard the wolf-kin coming up the path, and turned to wave her over, smiling.

"We found the woodsman! Come and say hello!"

She had been in the process of trying to coax information about the creature from the trees nearby, but to no avail. She hoped they would find it soon, to stop this carnage.
Clover reached up, and took his hand, shaking it. She had never shaken a hand before, and she hoped she was doing it right. Little to no pressure was put on the man's hand.

"Pleasure to meet you, Cliver!"

She seemed not to have noticed his change in attitude.
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