Phantom Hollow They said it changes when the sun goes down

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For days he'd scouted the land, believing that he'd found the perfect place to settle down on for as long as it took him to get what he wanted from the Teekon Wilds. Surrounded by razor-sharp ranges, the vale was a lush paradise, a fortress of sorts, but Bane often felt the need to breach out from it's enclosure and see the open fields to which he was accustomed.

This time the journey was too long for the child to come with, and although @Eros had become a protegee of sorts for Bane he was no babysitter and the child needed to learn how to take care of himself. The wraith had made sure to let Eros know that he wouldn't be gone for too long, and after explaining to the rest of the gang that he was going out on a scout mission he set out to map the area around Blackfeather Woods for the third time that week.

Across the golden plains there was a forest. Worn by their age, the trees were but memories of the life that perhaps there once existed. Now, only skeletons remained, and the silence was deafening. Bane trekked through the fog measuring the land's potential as strategic post to keep an eye on the Brotherhood. He moved with silent steps, but it felt as though his very fur moving in the wind was an insult to the forest's tomb.

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