Ravensblood Forest We appreciate power

What had initially appeared as a small cave was actually quite the opposite. She had turned to wait for Donovan's large, muscular form to slip through the water fall but had only stayed there for a few seconds before something hanging from the stony ceiling caught her attention. She looked up and noticed then that these spiky protrusions were everywhere. Simmik turned and headed deeper, realizing then the spikes also jutted up from the ground. She was a slave to her curiosity always and took off into farther into the cave, gaze glued to the strangeness around her. 

But a splash in the background briefly pulled her attention from the spike she had been sniffing intently. Her eyes widened in excitement, and she whipped around and trotted back to where the waterfall had deposited Donovan. There was no playfulness on her face then, just a very obvious need to tell him something. This place is— her words fell away and she looked around. You'll just have to see for yourself, come on. She turned and headed back to where she had wandered before. She stopped in front of a spike that was easily twice her height, and when Donovan presumably joined her, she turned to him. What do you think it is? she asked. They're everywhere.