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...

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His body quaked from the thunder beside himself around the walls. As he ran forward towards the stairs that called his name. Athene would not run away from his anymore. No. Zev would not let that happen if he could help it. His love and drive for her seemed unrealistic; something powerful enough that he truly did not understand. He wanted her. But most of all? He wanted her to want him. The darkness around him seemed to never want to leave his flank as he pushed himself forward. Why could it be that he was not willing to let go?

Hellene called him back as he ran, the fear in his heart leaking out to the other parts of his body. If she wasn’t here, he would be able to run faster. If she wasn’t here, his love would have been gone before he had even had the chance to say goodbye to the memories he had wanted to live. By the time they had gotten to the staircase, sweat was pouring down the back of his neck as his heart started to pour out of his ears. So close. He was so close. Hellene started up the staircase, her footing sure and well-supported. Oh, but how slow as second was to the gray brute, a gentle twitch in his tail wanting to make him run, far away to a place where everything in his mind would become under control. But again, life is not that easy. Before another thought had better entered his mind, his hackles tensed and he launched himself into the air, getting closer to the opening and everything he thought he had imagined. Hellene’s pelt brushed against his, the thought of being careful lost beneath himself. On a normal day, he would stop and apologize. But really, not another half a second passed before he forgot. “Athene....Are you there....?”

The brute found himself standing atop of the precipice eagerly, lifting his cranium into the air and feeling the scent of the vixen fall down the pathway of his nares. But something held him back. It was the half self-conscience that knew he should wait; give her the chance to run so she wouldn’t have to live with someone she didn’t want to. The titan felt his heart race and the emotions under himself start to move one paw forward, begging any god that was willing to listen that she in fact be there, deep inside the darkness towards a place far beyond the stretch of his nightmares. Desperate as he was to keep moving, his heart stopped, wanting to hear the voice that he was sure to come. Until finally, his heart broke the surface. Perhaps he was imagining the words himself. “I confess, I am-yes.” And his heart almost shattered.

The wolf he was dreaming for. Right in front of him. The wolf he wanted his world to belong to. Right in front of him. But, as his mind kept turning, new thoughts started to push their way into his mind. The wolf that had run away from who he was. Right in front of him. The wolf Hellene claimed was different, in a way that could have mixed-emotions. Right in front of him. She was in front of him, but the varg could not help but wonder, was he in front of her? “Athene....I-don’t understand.......Did...did I do something wrong?” The questions burned into his mind, fighting and clawing through the soft membrane in his head of what he wanted to say. “I don’t know what it was; if it was something I said or did or made you believe, but I’m sorry. And...I don’t want this to end here.”





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