There is nothing normal about the mega fauna that grow here. The limbs of these great oaks look as if they have been twisted and manipulated every which way, brushing the ground in many cases and wrapping and overlapping over and around their own limbs. Beneath these giant beasts are the more humble and less sporadic looking shrubs. Various bushes and shrubbery of all sorts make up the under-story beneath the great arching reach of the angel oak trees that dominate these tangled wilds. Where these mighty oaks meet the Hollow sees the most rainfall, but the land's sole water source is the large stream that divides the Wilds from the Morass. Though frost is frequent in fall, snow rarely collects upon the forest floor in winter.