"Have we made any progress?" Bjartskular asks his eyes closed. He was so tired.

Razor used all of his healing strength to help the tree, he was super focused. All of his energy was almost used up. He stopped and panted, he sat down on all four paws and closed his eyes. Hoping that the tree would revive.

The mistwolf took the paper from Moony. "What should I do when I arrive?"

~~~~Moony~~~~
"Just give the people down there the paper. And, if they look like statues, don't worry. Once the tree is alive, the will return back to normal. Which has already happened, I hope..." He let the wolf take the paper, and looked up at the bloomed tree.

~~~Nami~~~
She smiled at all the wolfs, and as her eyes turned yellow, she said,
"O, my great children, you have done wounderfully! I will make the tree bloom, hopefully making it come back to life!" When she was done, her eyes turned back to normal, and the tree bloomed with a blaze of pink petals all around.

Bjartskular added what little magic he had in his energy stone, hoping to help.

~~~Nami~~~
She walked up to the dragon, and put her nose on his head.
"Rest, young one. You still have much ahead of you, but take this time to relax and restore." She walked away and sat under the tree.

Bjartskular flops down not sure if he had enough energy to even breathe. He closes his eyes and speaks to the earth,

'Oh great holder of fire, metal, and souls
Give me the power to keep on.'

His eyes glow again, this time with power. He sits up his energy level higher.

Xanni nodded, leaving the tree and the other animals. She wished there were some way she could better help the tree, but this would have to be enough for now.

(I should put a post about the village now.)
Hope Village
Down from the stairs that connect the Great Tree and the village is a big area with many houses. The villagers come from all around the world, from places like America to Australia. Although before the tree bloomed, they where turned into stone. But, now that the tree is in bloom the villagers are alive and dancing.
This is Hope Village.

There are many houses here, all lot diffrent and unique. There is a big gong in the middle of two of the houses, used for anouncements. There are three big fields which all the farmers share, and a small island off to the west of the village. There is a hill which leads to many other places, but we won't worry about that now. The villagers are all getting dressed up for the festival. In this festival, they decorate their village in holy decor, and dance throught the night. But, this isn't a joyfull occausion. On the day before the festival, an arrow as red as blood with swords following it land on the roof of a house, and on one of the swords is a scroll, with a name on it. Who ever's name is on there, no matter how young or old, weak or strong, male or female, no matter what, they have to be scarificed.

(If you want to know more, just ask! ^u^)

Razor sees the tree, he saw it bloom. He let's out a sigh of relief and sits down in the grass, the sun light was warming him up.