"Maybe not a spell of ours...but if there's no way to do it with our books.." She mumbled to herself as she plucked at the grass a. Tia paced around , staring at the roots then stopped bopping her fist into her palm. "Oh! I know! " she said as she ran up to Cammie. "Look!" She said as she grabbed her hand, waddling over to the rocks and Roots. The gray stone all seemed untethered, wrapped in thick root roots. A smoothed face on one side,, with a uniform rounded edge .