Ollie’s People

A large communal hall dominated the center of the village, and a paved village square was ringed with small saplings that would one day grow into mighty shade trees. Beyond that square, streets flowed outward like the spokes of a wheel, gently bending with the curves of the land as they snaked their way between an eclectic mix of building styles. 

Ashlynn had wondered if the different clans represented in this oversized village would segregate themselves into smaller communities, but that didn't seem to be the case at all. Instead, she found Heartwood Clan burrows built beneath the intertwined branches of the Night Weaver Clan's familiar tree houses and even a few simple cottages with thatched roofs that wouldn't have stood out in any human village along the frontier.