Ocean's Breath Plateau eunoia

@Heph @Rodyn - tags for reference, he can be greeted by anyone!

he'd slept near to the base of the ancient willow, it's roots run of woven embroidery beneath the earth's surface. when he awoke it was with purpose and a warmth to his aging bones.

he was a peaceful man, benevolent in his ways of life. but he was not so ignorant to imagine that all were as he. he knew of the west village, their scent carried on strong winds to the east. he would go to them, pleasant and bearing gifts.

he walked near to their borders now, a soft hum rumbling from the depths of his chest. and clutched between pearly fangs did he carry a bundle of young sequoias. saplings that he thought could be planted amongst neighborly soil in a sign of good faith. 

a part of his new home gifted to bordering friends.