Twiguard

In the hush beneath moonlit canopies, the Twiguard stand motionless as roots—silent warriors scattered among ancient trunks. Their bark-flaked armor blends with the forest's undergrowth. When danger comes—be it beast or axe—they shift from stone to storm, swift and unyielding, their branches parting with threat’s first breath. Guardians not just of oak and leaf, but of every heartbeat beneath their watch.