The Trees of Thundrei were known for their massive forms. Their crowns were vast, enshrouding the forests of their home. It was believed that before human life came to be, the forest was the dwellings of woodland deities. Thousands of magical plant species covered the earth beneath the shades of the woods. The land was mysterious and elegant, yet they were dangerous for many creatures dwelled within it—creatures who would protect the trees with their lives.
Currently, Moulin was walking beneath these trees. It was already a miracle that they were venturing through it without hundreds of malibreeds trailing behind them in hunger. Delicate fingertips caressed the tips of the dark green leaves of a plant as he passed. Moulin's eyes slightly squinted as he shifted his attention away to scan the area around them.
