Defender from Land of Trees: The Wolf
The Land of Trees
A Place that's quite green.
Filled with lush and so many hearts.
The beauty it offers is a luxury.
Nature is so vast...
there is so much we can do.
But I warn you...
Once nature weeps and begs for help,
Once the bruises that stains nature rush deep,
Once the trees are no longer green...
Torments will awake. The wrath will slice unconditionally
Simply: Take care of nature
Nurture this land that you depend on.
Defend it.
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