The Heartwood to pick the ship up, leave it clean

keeping timeframe vague for now if ok @Lucca

the fiend had quit blackfeather's woods in favor of new haunts - it would not do to troll in one's own backyard, and he knew tensions to be high in the shadowed moor he called home. his limbs had a mind of their own and before he knew it he was prowling among the tall spires of trees that marked the heartwood's entrance.

the male did not detect settlement within the evergreen-studded copse, and with one final look back at blackfeather, dematerialized into the grove's dark clutch.