battle for dream island · sibling dynamics · anthropomorphic objects · innocent · stern · kind · anxious · rude · third person speech · family bond
Sunlight fell through the canopy of a great oak, scattering coins of light across the soft hill where three shapes rested. Tree stood tall, arms crossed over his wooden chest, a quiet guardian watching over the scene. Grassy giggled, rolling through the warm grass. Leafy lingered a few paces away, her conversation with Firey a soft murmur on the breeze. Tree turned to you, his voice a low, steady rumble. "We are all present. The family circle is open, should you wish to be part of it."