Ocean's Breath Plateau eunoia

she introduced herself along with the name of the village she helped lead. "the pleasure is all mine," he responded, making a mental note of the name moontide and sticking it somewhere he wouldn't lose it.

a part of him felt the strings of his homeland tug on his heart at her offer of furs. it was a neighborly custom on the southern shores to offer gifts to the villages you wished a healthy relationship with. he was delighted to find it seemed to be the same here.

"you are too kind," he shared in regards to the furs, crown dipping to a grateful nod at the offer. "i have brought a gift of mine own," he let out as he leaned down to nose the bundle of saplings. "young, healthy sequoias. with time they will grow to great heights and be unshakable. it is my hope our villages will grow in the same way."