Moon Plains
It is very easy to lose touch with the outside world after sleeping for too long in the Emerald Dream. Not only that, some druids can't even distinguish between dreams and reality. They forget who they are in the dream and what they have done in the dream in reality.🍪🐟 ❻➈ 🎄🐤
Although unable to express her gratitude through actions and words, Celandra showed her Zul'ra Zul'ra their camp, a forest dwelling that had regained its verdant greenery, along with Hamuul Runetotem, Lunara, and Mylune, and serving him morning dew wine and fruit as a welcome treat.
There are many Druid in the camp, all of whom belong to the Cenarion Circle, but there are some differences. Unlike the Light, Druid are similar to voodoo practitioners and are polytheistic. Because they worship different gods, their consciousness and abilities also differ.
The Cenarion Circle is mainly divided into four groups based on their beliefs: the Druids of the Antler, the Druids of the Talon, the Druids of the Claw, and the Wild Druid. They hold different beliefs in different gods and have some disagreements, but they are united in defending nature.
Not all the Druid thanked Zul'ra, but they all politely came up to greet her. Zul'ra always responded graciously, communicating with them and asking them questions about Druid, which they were mostly able to answer.
Besides the Druid, Zul'ra also saw other creatures in the camp, such as dryads like Lunara and Mylune, and their distant relatives, the male descendants of Cenarius, the Keepers of the Grove, who were also half-human and half-deer, but stronger and with powerful antlers on their heads.
Besides the male and female descendants of Cenarius, there are also the gentle Mountain Giant, ancient trees, Faerie Dragon, and Hippogryph. They may not be quite fit to be called human, but they are all friendly. They may not be able to communicate, and those who can barely speak often speak incoherently, making it incomprehensible to ordinary people, just like the Faerie Dragon.
Those little creatures with white bellies, bodies like jade, a pair of butterfly wings on their backs, one or two feathers on their heads, and curled tails are incredibly mischievous. They suddenly appear beside you without a sound, then grin at you, stick out their tongues, and say some nonsensical, incomprehensible things.
Although their speech was incoherent, the Faerie Dragon were actually quite good. Zul'ra learned from Celandra that Faerie Dragon were divided into male and female; the females were called spirit dragons, and the males were called ethereal dragons.
They look like long lizards with a pair of brightly colored butterfly wings on their backs. They vary in size, but Zul'ra mostly saw hunting dogs to puppies. Their skin was as smooth as jade, and the colors were a vibrant mix of blue, green, red, and purple, making them very beautiful. But don't underestimate their fighting ability because of this.
The Faerie Dragon are mischievous, like children with ADHD, constantly flying east and west like busy little bees. However, they are also willing to get close to people, provided they are not interested in your heads, and you are friendly enough to have a bunch of juniper berries in your hand.
Zul'ra spent three days in Nordrassil, getting along well with the Faerie Dragon. The little creatures could talk, but didn't like to. After becoming familiar with each other, they revealed their names in order to get juniper berries, such as Glimmer, Moon Dew, Dot, and Twisty. They even enthusiastically invited him to play hide-and-seek, but he wisely declined.
The Faerie Dragon have the ability to appear suddenly as if by teleportation; how could you possibly win a game of hide-and-seek with them?
Afterwards Celandra agreed with Zul'ra's refusal, because the Faerie Dragon ' ability was to travel between reality and dreams, and nothing could stop them. Moreover, if they went crazy, they might eat the creatures they captured.
Yes, the Faerie Dragon are cute, but they are also carnivores. Zul'ra was terrified. Just thinking about the unpredictable abilities of those little creatures, if a conflict were to break out, it would be no joke.
After spending three days in Nordrassil, Zul'ra bid farewell to Celandra and Hamuul Runetotem. Before leaving, he asked Hamuul Runetotem who knew best about the terrain of Mount Hyjal and the rocky grasslands.
"Rock Grassland, you mean the Moon Plains? Why do you want to know about it?" Hamuul Runetotem curiously. Zul'ra had been going with the flow these past few days, so why was he suddenly asking about the Rock Grassland?
"When I came from Frostwhisper Gorge Mount Hyjal, I passed through a vast grassland. It was so vast, was it the Moon Plains?" Zul'ra was a little unsure if the two places were the same.
"Yes, the Moon Plains. There's only one plains on Mount Hyjal," Hamuul Runetotem confirmed Zul'ra's statement.
"On the way here, I heard from Eridan that a group of Dark Trolls live there, so I want to visit them. They have been extinct among our people for centuries!" Zul'ra nodded in affirmation when Hamuul Runetotem confirmed it.
"There are Dark Trolls on the Moon Plains. I did hear about a group of Dark Trolls mercenaries during the great war, but I didn't see them, so I'm not sure. However, I can ask them for you." Hamuul Runetotem suddenly realized, and then went to ask someone. Soon, Lunara ran up to him and asked him directly.
"Are you going to find your companions, those Dark Trolls?"
"To be precise, they should be considered my distant relatives, in a racial sense. What's wrong?" Zul'ra looked at the tree spirit who rushed over like a deer and asked a question abruptly, feeling somewhat at a loss. Could those Dark Trolls have offended the tree spirit?
"It's nothing, I know where they are, I can take you there." Seeing Zul'ra's explanation, Lunara quickly withdrew her hand and looked up, her delicate green eyebrows rising.
"You know where they are?" Zul'ra looked at Lunara, who was raising her head and eyebrows, and felt that her expression was somewhat like Jinx's.
"Of course, I am Lunara. Well, my father named me after my grandmother; he always remembers the past." Lunara grinned, a smug look on her face, and then explained her name.
"Well..." Zul'ra looked at the smug tree spirit explaining her name and wanted to ask if she had any grudge against the Dark Trolls. If so, it would be best to avoid them. However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.
"When are we leaving? Maybe we can have a race or something?" Lunara a little impatient, running around with her legs swinging, looking forward to the journey ahead.
"Lunara, don't you need to stay here?" Zul'ra blinked as she looked at the lively tree spirit in front of her.
"As long as the Burning Legion doesn't descend again, I think I'll have plenty of personal time to go out. Hmm, the outside world is wonderful. What could be more beautiful than the wild? Those poisonous berries, thorns, and lovely strangler vines—I could spend a whole day looking at them." Lunara's thoughts were very free-flowing, and she chattered on and on.
"Then I'll say goodbye to Hamuul Runetotem when he arrives." Zul'ra looked at the unusually lively tree spirit and nodded slightly. Even if she had a grudge against such a lively girl or deer, she probably wouldn't hold it against her.
Good night