Skiie-Shard

The wildwoods above were brimming with life as always. Firelights flit from one place to the next on the eve of the always-setting twilight. It was always a beautiful place to be and admire the wonder. Incredibly tall and fat pale rugged trees stretched high into the sunset sky, their branches cradling leaves of brilliant pastel pinks and purples. Tansa could stare up at the swaying branches of these magnificent trees for hours at a time. Simply basking in their majesty for a while. Yet… that is not what he is doing this fine perpetual evening. Today he is out and about to explore, find something new, whether that be a new kind of plant he has never seen before, or a new drove of friends to bring home. His ear twitches and turns to face the side as his travel companion goes scampering off to the side. Sighing quietly to himself, the pale golden chain connecting his piercings together glints in the low light with every sway and movement that is made. Giant metal claws stretching from