Ravensblood Forest what are those?

The towering sequoias stood like ancient pillars in a cathedral, their canopies so high they seemed to touch the clouds. Firefly trotted beneath them, his earthy brown coat with its reddish hues blending almost perfectly with the russet forest floor. The muted red along his back and face caught the occasional dappling of sunlight, giving him an almost regal glow despite the naive curiosity that practically radiated from him.

He paused, his amber eyes wide and shimmering as they swept up the colossal trunks, scanning their heights with a mix of wonder and disbelief. The pale fur around his muzzle and eyes softened his expression, but the sharp glint of adventure in his gaze hinted at a young wolf eager to see and experience more than the bounds of his small world.

Wow," he breathed, stepping cautiously closer to one of the sequoias. His short, practical fur bristled slightly as the sheer size of the tree overwhelmed him. It wasn’t fear exactly—more a feeling of being utterly insignificant. How old are you, huh? he murmured, tilting his head. He reached out to paw at the bark, feeling its rough texture under his pads. 

He turned his head, ears flicking at every rustle and creak of the forest, as if the ancient trees themselves might answer. His naive optimism made him certain there was something—or someone—waiting to be discovered here. He didn’t even notice the way his amber eyes scanned the distant shadows, too caught up in the thrill of his first taste of the unknown.

snags

Another interloper, drawn to the shadows of the forest. Like weeds they emerged without so much of a care to the land they were trespassing onto, and Nox was beginning to grow impatient. 

Quietly, the panther stalked Murkwood's newest intruder with fire in his eyes, watching from a distance as a ruddy paw caressed the bark of a nearby trunk with childish wonder. "Talking to the trees? That's a new one." The captain couldn't help a breathy snort of amusement as he smoothed his bristling pelt with a few hasty licks and emerged from the undergrowth with an amicable wave of his tail.

Without waiting for a response, Nox sidled up to the stranger and shot him a sidewards glare. "Ain't ye got better places to be?"