On the very edge of the woods high in a tree a pair of eyes can be seen connected to none other than the Archdruid Ka. He looked down over the sprawling lands of the antmound and far past the road as he just sort of lounged about on one of the highest branches. Always looking down after a few moments. Pipe in his mouth and limbs dangling some, ones with a higher empathy could even say he might of looked depressed if not for his pensive attitude and apathy he usually shared. Even to those who just sort of stared he simply stared back.