![]() ![]() It didn’t seem like they were going to change their ways. He had heard some of the merchants’ stories. ![]() Even today, after all these years, it felt like a piece of him – of them – had been taken away together with their land. Tenoch raised his eyes to the night sky and sighed quietly. She was young, still struggling standing on two legs. Elya pointed her paw up and almost lost her balance. “Dad?” Elya was standing behind him, eyes half closed, barely awake. He didn’t have to go up there to keep guard – not anymore – but he still liked the feeling of being so far away from the earth, watching the endless line of trees that embraced Arboreus like a warm blanket. He was growing older, but his legs were still strong, his paws sharp, his grip on wood perfect. Tenoch climbed down from the colossal Watcher tree with one long, final jump. So, if races are that important, what are they and how do they actually differ from each other? WILDFOLK (Previously: Beastmen)
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