Sun Mote Copse Another summer wasted

Niamh laughed- Maia was probably right, true stories left a bit less room for creativity, and for things to get out of control. Niamh had been through a few larger-than-life experiences herself, but they weren't exactly story-worthy, and they didn't exactly paint her as a noble hero. And there was something about a story that had a hero going up against all odds that she really liked, and she hoped this story would be one of those. 

So as Maia began to tell the story, Niamh tried to imagine it. Of course, in her mind, 'giants' were basically giant wolves, having had no experience with a human or humanoid creature before. She could picture them fighting, knocking the tops off mountains and sending boulders flying- and laughed when Maia depicted the giants taking naps. "Aww," She said, picturing this massive wolf curled up, taking up an entire valley as it slept in the sunshine. Of course, she could picture the local wildlife having issues with this- trying not to get napped on, and avoiding the flying boulders. And this was where a valkyrie called Senna came into play. 

Of course, Niamh didn't know what a valkyrie was. Immediately, she pictured Senna as a sort of larger-than-life wolf- who could ride some sort of winged beast, so she pictured something like herself riding a massive version of X; how cool would that be? Then of course, her pelt colour was changed to silver, so Niamh instead worked with that...But of course, in her mind, Senna's pelt simply had a silver shimmer to it- but was largely golden in colour. 

"They didn't hear her?!" Niamh questioned. It seemed preposterous; with a voice as loud as thunder, even the giants should have heard her, or seen her as her massive version of X carried her up to the mountain tops. Maia had paused. "So?" She pressed.