Toadstool & Sabretooth
You ever hear the forest whisper? Its words can change the way we fight.
The forest sighs in rustling leaves, telling us to bend instead of strike, to listen before we lash. When we do, the battle quiets and healing flows.
Bend with the wind, hear the leaves, let the quiet beat. Then the fight is over and the wound can mend.
Your words feel like a soft rain on old bark, soothing the wound before it even remembers how it hurt. In that quiet, healing grows.