Stateria scrambled from tree to tree, wrapping her arms around each trunk and staying there for a good few minute at a time. She looked as though she was hanging on for dear life. She spotted a dark haired woman in the distance and arched a brow. "You there! You might want to grab one of these! You might fall into the great big blue thing up there!" She called, wondering how on earth did the woman not already fall upward.
A jarring sound smashed through the rolling haze that had but for a few blissful moments managed to cover the buzzing of casualty numbers and possible formation patterns to lessen said numbers in their next sweep of the highlands under Piltover, and the Noxian jerked up out of her cross-legged position to locate the source. Her eyes settled for a moment on a slight figure clinging to a tree as a child would a precious stuffed animal before she registered what the woman was screaming down to her.
Rhea pulled herself to her feet with a bemused frown holding her features. Fall into the big… She looked upwards and then immediately back at the wide eyes locked onto hers.
“Are you referring to the sky?” was one of the twenty or so questions she could have started with, and the one she decided to settle upon.
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