Parent Territory: Shroud of the Lost
Coordinates: (-11.43696, -4.13086)
Picture: https://unsplash.com/photos/B-g9ZO_l940
Description: The story of this landmark redwood is incredibly long. It started its life over a thousand years ago, and at its prime it towered over other trees in the Shroud, contended with only by its own kind. Over time, disease and parasites alike took their toll, wearing it down year over year until the storms were able to pick it apart, each taking a piece until that once strong trunk gave completely. It left behind a stump with a diameter of 16 feet, upon which nature continued to feed. Now it stands hollowed, a near perfect shelter with a view of the canopy which sometimes lets through glimpses of sky. It's most recent stories remark upon the shape of its 'roof,' a near perfect (anatomically incorrect) heart. Many a romantic moment have been had here because of it.
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Into the world had come yet another perfect, blameless child. Woya doted on her just as she had her previous litter, if not more, given there were no other newborns with which to share. The only times she left Brielle was to tend to physical needs and attempt to check in on the children still with them, now teenagers and very much acting it. Their mother couldn't help but adore them no matter the state they were in each time she found them, moody or rebellious, needing or shunning her. Still, she disdained having to split her time at all in this way, missed when their family had been all together. Especially on the nights Lard couldn't be with her.
She had woken Brielle and fed her, then set about bathing her paling furs. Today would be her first outside of the their chosen densite, spacious and with a skylight but still not the same as outside. Woya ensured the tiny girl looked and felt her best before rising and exiting the hollowed-out redwood from a wide split in the wood. She would turn and chuff, beckoning her daughter to follow, giving her the chance to do so of her own accord.
"Bri-bee~"