"See, guys, what did I tell you? Everything's going to be juuuuus-aaaaiit what was that last bit?" Whirlwind asked. The four of them stood in the centre of the room, a grand affair with marble floor depicting a black circle and intricate knot work in white stone and quartz depicting a tree whose branches reached out and twisted into a circle that encapsulated the tree, reaching down to become one with its own roots. Above them sat Chieftain Forestfire behind a low table that stood upon a raised dais that surrounded them in a semi-circle. Large red banners depicting indecipherable script hung from the walls. The back of the room was dominated by a large plain glass window coming to a point at its apex, the glass frame shaped to look like the natural formations of branches and trees. It created odd formations of light that spilled into the room, giving an amazing view of the towering oakenhearts and the city outside.