The Errand~
Lamochatee of Panther Clan
Buchanwick, New Rhynn
Sevmoon, 4413
Lamochatee left the stable and hopped up onto River Street’s sidewalk planks. Buchanwick’s main thoroughfare wound around its pastel-painted shops, taverns, and inns before ending up by the tall ships docked at the wharf. Riders on horseback and shoppers on foot jostled around and between pushcarts, auroch wagons, and the occasional carriage.
Massive oaks with trunks thick enough a horse could disappear behind them stretched their gnarled branches across a street paved with layers of crushed oyster shells. Wispy silver-grey moss draped the underside of the leafy canopy and stirred in the coastal breeze.
White Hawk liked the old oaks. He said the Nunyaehi were wise to respect the spirits dwelling in the old tre
