Duskfire Glacier I don't know, man.

Her brows knit together as Uki explains. Currituck takes a deep breath of contemplative thought, looking around her at the first tree she trees, then searches for the rest of the list but they don’t help answer anything. “Trees and rocks and stuff are alive?” she decides to ask first, having never considered much from her surroundings. Trees and rocks and stuff were just… there. They didn’t do much except sometimes get in the way or something.
 
“They live inside us?” she questions with a slight tilt of her head.