Once upon a time, in the endless woods, partly destroyed by fires set to cover the illegal logging, there was a small community. Community occupied the kingdom called Now. Their breath, however, was fast and unease. Their thoughts were in the ceaseless movement towards the pine's roots, embracing high mountains.
They were women, animals and moss at the same time, their form was unstable, but they adapted well to the fast changing conditions. Unfortunately, they could only transform their bodies in limited ways. Something, someone, somewhere, long time ago blessed them with the standard options. When their paws touched burned ground of the endless forest, you could feel the comforting fragrance of the pine trees' needles.
