here we see are trees... trees... and uh more trees!

Áskell was in a better mood as autumn arrived and his injuries fully healed. He'd have the scars on the insides of his front legs for the rest of his life but he was moving forward physically and mentally. Tojo was still in the process of deciding whether or not to expand the pack boundaries into the ancient oaks. Rheum was leading the expedition today, a good chance for the girl to get some leadership experience.

Autumn was arriving in Auster, bringing with it the beginning of the rainy season. It had rained the night before and looking up at the gray sky he wondered if it might do so again. Numerous trees grew about the train. A number appeared to have fallen some time ago, possibly during past storms. A particularly large one covered in moss caught Áskell's attention. He strode over toward it. "These forests must be very old. I haven't seen trees this massive since the Redwood forests of the north."