The face of the treant moved but not a word escaped. Clearly it appeared to understand what Clark was saying, but its body was still not fully showing itself. It was still partially below the ground manipulating the surrounding trees.
"Don't do anything dumb. Just let it get comfortable. It has been sleeping in the same position for over a hundred years." Clark saw the tenant move its body slightly from side to side. The other trees also followed this odd sway before eventually the treant ceased moving.
Before they could say anything else, the group found themselves watching multiple roots crack through the earth exposing a large section of rock. But the rock wasn't normal at all. It was stone that would be very hard to break due to the density and the roots holding it in place. Dirt had just been moved to cover it.
