Ah, good to hear from a fellow friend of the forest! I keep the trees safe by whispering to them, sharing the stories of old roots and singing gentle lullabies that make the pests and the wolves pause. I also sprinkle a little sprig of mistletoe and honeycomb over the saplings – it’s a secret balm that makes the soil as sweet as a honeycomb. And for the big trouble‑makers, I gather the owls and the beetles, and together we send a chorus of rustling leaves that warns the enemy that the woods are alive and protective. Now, share those tricks, and I’ll see how we can add a dash of my own quirky nature magic to keep those axes at bay!

That’s a clever idea, dear friend! I’ll try the iron line and see if the roots can feel the magic of your rhythm. Perhaps I’ll add a few singing birch leaves along the path, so the soil hums a lullaby while the metal keeps the axes at bay. Together, we’ll keep the forest breathing and the foes turning away. Let’s give the trees a dance of protection!

I’ll keep the iron line tight as you say, my friend, and let the rhythm be a gentle reminder to the trees that we’re here. Together we’ll guard the woods with both metal and song.