The world shifted around Renzor as he stepped through the portal, the familiar landscape of the Beastkin kingdom of Therionia unfolding before him. He stood on a hill overlooking the large town where he had grown up. The town seemed both unchanged and different; the passage of eight years had subtly altered its appearance.
The air was crisp, carrying the scents of woodsmoke and blooming wildflowers. The sun had just begun its ascent, casting a golden hue over the landscape. Renzor took a deep breath, savoring the familiar and comforting smells. "It has been eight years since I have come back here," he murmured softly, watching the settlement below for a few minutes. After taking in the sights of the land, he turned away and jumped into the shadows of the forest.
