In all of the nomadic lands, there are few bright points. This is one of them - The Testament Tree. This enormous white oak grows on a small, grassy hill littered with boulders and stone slabs. Small, silvery-white flowers peek from the grass, and the air is clearer here, clear enough to see the stars. This is where The Council may meet to conduct important business, or wolves may come to be alone with their thoughts and perhaps meet wolves from different legions. The Testament once stood guard over the warring packs of Istlamyth. Now it stands as a sentinel over them all, and as a reminder of their forgotten pact.