The Etherwul and Etherlight

I went to their nearby forest on behalf of the three trees, I want to see the damage on the nature, ruined by the village I spoke thereof earlier. Nothin left really woods are untrusting to any passer in this region. I pulled out my own light and spoke to the tree of storms, who then became the tree of storms. “I spoke to the three trees from the clan forest of Yeloria. Can we help?“ I suggested. “What news for you do come here?“ He replied quietly and astonishingly. I saw many faces on its wood, some happy, playful, logus for scaring, warning about dangerous territory, or playing around in embarrassment as a good man is approaching therein. I also saw the ground make a figurine of a ranger wandering as the stance showed it, I already knew the perception of me within their clan and their light on it meaning that I found my destination. I could also make out another figurine at its bark most frontwardly after some time, rep