Ty cast around for a good name. As she did, she began receiving memories that weren't hers. Other dryads through various points in their lives. Each of them had the same name. Previous dryads of this one tree? So many unanswered questions. Terra seemed like a good enough name, but was she just playing into this strange reincarnation cycle? Would a different name let her choose her own path? Ty shook her head. Her path would always be her own. It didn't matter if she was from a line of reincarnated dryads. Terra it would be. Now it was time to explored her surroundings. It was strange. The surroundings were both new to her, and as familiar as if she had been walking them her whole life. The forest floor was covered in fallen twigs and leaves, but the rough bark of her own skin was unbothered as she moved at speed over it. She occasionally heard the voice of another tree greeting her as she moved towards the edge of the forest