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[biteoffherhead]

[There's something strange afoot, in luceti's forest. Namely that... it's bigger, in a chunk of land. The trees are remarkably taller, thicker, and generally of a different species of flora. It seems huge, towering over the natural Luceti forest, but it is only so large in area. Should you dare to venture into the massive trees, you'll eventually find yourself at a pool with pristine waters and just enough part in the trees that the sun shines down on a little central island in the lake.

If you chose to stay for a while, you'll feel a buzz of something supernatural. You'll see Japanese species of insects, maybe a mouse or two... and if you stay long enough, you may be lucky enough to encounter a tree spirit.

If there were monsters here, they are regularly cleared out. And if those familiar giant pawprints and small footprints alongside them are any indication of who, you can probably expect to encounter one of the wolf tribe within these trees.]

((OOC: That's right! You can chose to run into San, Moro, or even both of them at once. Just say who in your comment header!))

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[entaiho]

This island?

[Give him half a second to process that, since he just woke up, but then he'll blink and give Rikaku a look. The shirei flicks his tails once in response, then disappears back into the kirin's shadow.]

I apologize if I upset you— I didn't realize this was your forest. Er, your forest where you come from, I mean.

[biteoffherhead]

Yes. The Forest Spirit's mountain.

[She seems really happy about it, though. She missed her forest!]

[entaiho]

Huh. It's a nice forest.

[And it is, too. It has a different feel to it, but not an unpleasant one.]

What about those little white spirits in the trees? Are they from your home, too?

[biteoffherhead]

They are Kodama. Strong, healthy trees give birth to them.

[entaiho]

No shortage of those here. I like that.

[He pushes to his feet again, absently brushing off his clothing as he does. Moro doesn't seem offended by his presence there, but probably best not to push her.]

[biteoffherhead]

[If anything, she's a little anxious that he's on the island. The Forest Spirit is nowhere to be found, but... well. Some religious rituals are hard to take exception to.]

Now you understand why the forest here must be protected. Luceti's trees are weak.

[entaiho]

They're younger, too. Does that make a difference?

[He glances down at the water and wrinkles his nose slightly: it was a lot easier to get there by riding on Rikaku's back. It's probably best not to call his shirei back just to avoid a dunking, though, so he finally just breathes a faint sigh and slides into the water. Good thing he can swim.]

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

[And San will indeed join them. It took her a bit to orient herself to home again. But once she found the pool, well. She swims to Moro's side, floating there in the water and looking at Rokuta.]

[biteoffherhead]

Only in the sense that the luceti trees have not been permitted to grow so old.

[entaiho]

So you protect them to give them that chance?

[He gives San a nod in greeting, or as much of one as he can manage while making his way through the water.]

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

It will be many, many seasons before those trees match ours in strength.

[She's not nearly as high-tension in her home forest, you know]

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro just. Walks along the bottom, hahah.]

Many more if humans are not cautious. They've behaved so far, but I do not trust them as a whole to maintain that.

[entaiho]

[Curse all tall people. Or wolves, whatever. Rokuta is far too short to reach the bottom unless he's close to the edge.]

In my experience most people are good— it's just that the exceptions make themselves far more visible. I'm sure most of the village would respect the forest even if they weren't given a good reason.