Chirp...chirp...chirp!
You walk on, still noticing that the valley is sloping downward. You hear a bird singing in the distance, chirping and beating her wings occasionally. The chirping makes you want to meet this creature, whoever she is.
You finally see her: brown and yellow, she sits perched on a short tree, making a soft, slow song. She looks like a normal canary.
She stops her song and flaps her wings at you. "I am Burelax," she says. "Today is a good day to be traveling underground."
"And why is that?" you ask.
She smiles. "Well, the sun is out, and the undergrounds new lighting has just started. Looks like the Wood wanted people to be able to travel better. I sure hope it sticks around, you know, because I like to fly in there when it rains. Good food."
You introduce yourself, wondering why the bird is so happy about the underground. You ask her how bad it was to travel before.
She sighs. "Before you were at the mercy of your senses and whoever else was in there. There were a few with powers to see in the dark, but that doesn't mean they'd help you. But that's not a problem anymore."
