Leave the tree alone

Enough with the tree.

You scent the area, and head toward a dusty smell that turns out to be an unnatural hardened surface stretching out some great distance. You approach this dark material and place your knuckle spikes against it.

Immediately, you begin to learn about the substance. It is manufactured, the material is smoothed for ease of use, and it is not from this area. It appears a clear path for travel, why not use this to your advantage? Your mind summons the word "road" as you look upon it. Something intelligent may have created this for some reason. The thought excites you.