Ravensblood Forest what are those?

Firefly nearly jumped out of his fur at the sound of the voice, spinning around so quickly that he stumbled back against the sequoia’s massive trunk. His amber eyes were wide, his ears pinned back, but the naive glint in his gaze hadn’t yet dimmed to fear.  

I—I wasn’t trying to cause trouble! he blurted, his words tumbling out in a rush. Straightening up, he shook himself off, his fur fluffing slightly in an attempt to appear more composed. I just... well, I’ve never seen trees like these before. Thought I’d—uh—take a closer look.

He tilted his head, studying the panther cautiously but with an undeniable fascination. Are you from here? Do you... guard the forest or something? He paused, his tail wagging uncertainly behind him. If I’ve done something wrong, I’m sorry. Honest.