Enocra Woodland

Pine, spruce and firs alike...
Dense coniferous forests cover the woodlands, with clearings, paths and the occasional wildberry shrub throughout. Pine, spruce and fir make up much of the forest in the east, with the forest becoming swampier in the west towards Mecor Valley. In the west, cypress trees dominate, with fallen trees creating bridges across and throughout the stillwaters.

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to say sorry, doesn't hurt as much as saying goodbye...


Her eyes were blue a blue that made me remember the sky when I was coming to Enocra Woodlands. A bright blue that almost seemed to light the fields up. It was a soothing blue of no description. I guess it is the reason why I came to a darker place where I could not see the soothing sky, blocked by the higher trees. When I asked who wanted to know, she told me her name. Rhae. The loner wolf ally with Diveen. Perhaps this is the reason she wants to know what is making me so sad, because we were allies. I’m not sure, but she managed to make me trust her more. I knew Diveen was allied with a wolf named Iblis, who had a mate named Rhae. I just never saw her. But now I know who she is.

- I am Voltaire… - I told her, simple and managed to give her a friendly wag of my tail. I may be sad, but I’m not all grumpy. In fact, I am a kind wolf by nature -… But I have been known as Vague for a long time.

I told her. Letting her know and at the same time, curious about the memories that name carried. Vague had been the one who chose Iromar in the beginning of New Moladion, being the king together with Ruvindra. Vague was the wolf who attacked innocent Diveen wolves in the very beginning of New Moladion. The wolf who attacked Amir and tried to kill him more than once, the wolf who lied about Amir to destroy his life. Perhaps the wolf responsible for the rivalrie between Iromar and Diveen. Would she know who this wolf was? Would she already know who Vague was?

I raised my head to look at her again as she asked once more. What ails me, she asks. My gaze fall to the ground at her paws and I whimper. Where do I start from. It is hard to explain so many things had happened.

- I have done many wrong things. Things I regret. Other wolves have suffered for my bad choices. I don’t know what to do.

I don’t know what to do to fix what I have done. They would hate me forever. But I didn’t mean to do any of those things. I didn’t mean to. The wind blew against the small flowers in the distance, the yellow flowers that gave this clearing where I was now the only hint of color around.


voltaire

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