The caves are where it all started. They allowed the first wandering wolves access to the land of Blossom Forest, and afterward housed the monster that had threatened the earliest of inhabitants. The heroes had slain it, yes, but in doing so had also closed off one of the pathways in the caverns, magic blocking one of the many exits to Blossom Forest. But over the years, the original spell has weakened and now the way is clear. What will not only crawl out of the caverns, but erupt from it? The caves now thrum with the ever growing magic wellspring as it spreads out into the land. It is from here that the first vampire of Blossom Forest was corrupted, and it is here that any subsequent vampire will be born. To traverse its paths is dangerous - there is an almost impenetrable darkness, and in that abyss lays many secrets - hidden holes one could fall through, weakened floors, and then of course there is the labyrinthe itself. No one knows what the deeper levels hold - no one has traveled them and survived to tell tales. Not even those who call this place home dares to test their luck by going in deep, deep, deeper. The magic exuding from this place has rearranged the lands - moving packs, changing the terrain. Here the cave looks the same but it is not - it is more dangerous than ever. In addition, outside the mouth of the cave the sacred stones that once stood erect in another place now stand guard. They are colored the most beautiful arrangement of jewel tones, and almost appear to be made of gems themselves, no longer the dull grey they once were. It is within them that all official fights must take place - at the Blican Orlege. Welcome to Drylic Cofa...


Friend or Foe?

Relieved that he did not intend to harm her, Cassandra smiled back at Brindle. What a queer name, thought Cassandra, as she continued to examine the young wolf. It seemed a fitting name, wild and careless like any other teen, and yet also thoughtful and refined. The smile on his maw promised friendship, but would it be wise to trust him? Cassandra almost laughed as he spoke, but thought better of it. Lovely lady? She was going to keep her mouth shut, but somehow her thoughts escaped her lips, this time with much more confidence than the last.
“Lovely lady?” she snorted, “I am but a pup, and a tomboy at that!” She clamped her maw shut, then muttered in a quiet little voice, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…” Cassandra let out a nervous sort of giggle. “I’ll just stop talking now.”
What had possessed her to make her say something so ridiculous, and what would he think of her now?
OOC: I’m sorry it took so long to reply. Loads of schoolwork 


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