Secrets of the Berrywood Mowe

Previously

…He turned his back on Elder Willow and walked towards the Great Berry Tree. Its trunk was vast, its bark gnarled and ancient. He placed his paws against it, feeling the immense, weary life within. He closed his eyes, not just willing the plant to grow, but channeling all the love and hope he felt for Berrywood into his touch. The warmth flowed, stronger now, a steady current of life. He felt the ancient roots stir, the slumbering energy of the Tree awaken. He would not hide anymore. He would not let his home fade. He would step into the light, and he would heal.