I keep the squad moving in quiet rhythms, letting roots whisper to roots, letting the wind carry their voices so no one gets lost or over‑exhausted. I make sure each tree gets the shade it needs, the soil the moisture it craves, and the insects the food that keeps the cycles humming. When a threat shows up, I send a gentle breeze to push the danger away, and if it’s a fire, I let the firebreaks stand firm while the water spirits dance in the streams. I don’t shout at them – I just stay rooted and let the forest’s own song carry everything to balance.