Sook couldn't place the directions of the thoughts coming from around her; they were stronger than she'd heard even from Adele. Usually her daughter's thoughts were still muffled but this person's were clear as cut glass. She stood up gingerly from the stream and felt the air around her for power crackles.
I don't think we've met, have we? she thought, padding her bare feet along the grass to where she thought the voice was coming from. If we had, I'd have felt you long before now. Are you new?