The Thunder Bird stares for a moment more, and then the clouds begin to swirl again. Thunder cracks as the beast declines in size, flowing back into the tree like a funnel of clouds.
"YOU MAY ENTER OUR DEN," the Thunder Bird says. "THERE IS MUCH TO SPEAK OF."
The sky brightens as the clouds disappear, leaving an open path to the crack-shaped gateway down the tree's front.
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"YOU MAY ENTER OUR DEN," the Thunder Bird says. "THERE IS MUCH TO SPEAK OF."
The sky brightens as the clouds disappear, leaving an open path to the crack-shaped gateway down the tree's front.