The Sentinels fallen trees and dwelling dreams

@Hogo

There weren't many places that the stone considered fitting but the fallen aftermath of The Sentinels after being set ablaze felt like a home. His indigo eyes easily caught sight of the twinkling stars within a violet sky without healthy branches of a flourishing forest. His mind was mostly blank, taking up only the senses around him. Salty winds blowing past his nose and brushing against his fur, whistling in his ear and leaving behind the faintest taste of the ocean in his mouth.