Sun Mote Copse Giants shifting in their graves

"Or they got in a massive fight about something and began to throw rocks and ice, and snow around. I would have loved to see them fighting," Wraen offered her far-fetched version of what had occurred here and looked at Maia eyes alight with excitement. The sight of them two (or maybe three or more) engaging in a fight would have been cooler than being in the receiving end of their brawl. 

When her sister asked, if they should go and explore them, Wraen's face became very serious and solemn (only the naughty glint in her eyes gave away the rouse) and said: "There is an angel on my shoulder saying that we better not. But... a little demon on the other says - yes, yes, YES! Beat you to it!" She slammed her hip against her sister's and then set off, eager to be the first in the massive playground nature had created.