Ripley was amazed at the change in his father’s healing after he had sat against that old tree. The fact that the tree held so much power, made him curious to find the Sprite, but there had been no clues for them to find. The only scent near the tree was that of Jenkins’ daughter and his pack that was now patrolling that area, which meant that the Sprite had not found its way to the tree yet.
The tree and its surroundings flourished though, without the direct presence of the Sprite, but he wanted to know who they needed to get in touch with. The Sprite would need them as much as they needed it. He had gone into the library of their pack house and read up everything he could find about wood sprites.
Seemed the creatures were sought after for both their blood and their powers. Capturi
