The Heartwood Never Felt a feeling of comfort.

@Isolde

Dreven lumbered through the heartwood a thrum in his chest. They were building their numbers. Bodies growing. There was the bad business with Khasni and Malacath, but he had hope they'd work through it.

It was with such thoughts on his mind that he headed towards the borders. Red eyes on the horizon. He would stop and scratch up the ground. Even lifted his leg on a few bushes. Fresh markers for the borders.