Sequoia Coast how many centuries deep is your wound?

@Caw. Set in the area just north of Drageda, near the Tangle.

The sun hangs low in the sky, illuminating in purple and orange and pink as it sinks down, closer and closer to the water in the distance. The gulls cry in the distance, further down the shore, and the clouds offer a clear view to the stars beginning to peak through into what remains of daylight, and half of the moon hanging in the sky, ready to greet the night. The shore offers a loud crashing of waves as she leaves behind the last few redwoods, offering a barrier to Drageda and exposing her to the elements and upcoming creatures of the night.

Their neighbors have not offered them much strife in the last few weeks, since the boy brought Rose back to her borders. There is still so much left to question and Arrille has not had his justice. Soon, she decides, she’ll bring them together. It has been too long since she’d made the decision and too long to give her dangerous neighbors a chance to retaliate. If the pale boy had given his service to try and sweep Blackfeather to the coast, what else do they have up their sleeve?

Thuringwethil licks her lips, walking smoothly on to solid grown. The grass below her feet void of snow, and for the first time, she can see more green than white and it is a refreshing sight to behold. The cold days of her northern life in Seageda are often forgotten as most of her life has been in Drageda, away from the very source of their world, but she can’t help but feel her home has managed to settle so far from them. Instead of moving closer to the shore, where she finds the most peace, she wanders outward, looking out over the tangle to the south.