The Sentinels hollow coves

@Viinturuth

 

Ashenvale...

Velen had picked a good name for the burned remains of the woodland. Of course, when that time came, Ford would allow any of his wolves in the bay. Once they had gathered the numbers needed, then they could branch out and claim the wild wood. He trusted his brother to rule there without issue. There was a pricking feeling that rode on the coattails of that thought. The titan wondered just how many of his members would abandon the bay in order to walk alongside Velen in the vale. The idea of them abandoning the sea made him bitter, so he did what he could to put that aside.

Lengthy limbs carried him through the forest. His mismatched gaze roamed the charred bases of the trees that still stood. Their life had long since been extinguished, but they still watched over their terrain like sentinel ghosts. Ford thought the place could still provide a good home for those who would settle there; even in its dismal state. There was something romantic about the remains of a torched home.