The Heartwood i had seen the submarine.

The tree whispered steadily to her, sharing secrets of itself and the forest it was a part of. After a while, Harlyn pulled back slightly and turned her head to lean the opposite ear upon it. Her eyelids peeled back to reveal orbs of flame and light that landed quite suddenly upon ones similar to hers, only upon a face of smoke and ash.

Harlyn looked upon the strange male for a moment, simply taking in every bit of him that she could. He was staring at her in silence, and something about his gaze told her that this was not uncommon. The Cinderloch stepped back from the tree, her ears falling back upon her skull and tail swaying at her haunches to tell of her lack of threat towards him.

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