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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Silence. That was all she heard, apart from the steady dripping of liquids -for in this dark place, it could be liquid, or the life force of some poor, stupid fool who had been dragged off into the shadows to be never seen again- which sung to her mind like a lullaby. Times like this were appreciated, with the last one being broken up by Grey Wind. What an interesting one he was; she'd watch his progress with great interest. It was nice to know she had an ally on the battlefield -perhaps even one that could eventually earn her trust, though that was getting far ahead of herself at this point.

Her home had been silent in the past times, and she had decided to remove herself for a short period, coming her to collect her thoughts and herself. She'd crossed over the boundary with little difficulty, the stench of blood now familial in her nares, and the grotesque decorations on the border only serving to leave a childish grin on her face. A lesser wolf may have felt fear, but Aerten was not one easily intimidated nor scared into submission.

When a scent washed over her in her bubble of darkness however, her previously closed stargazers had snapped open, amber gems shining throughout the gaping shadows she currently occupied. The aroma was unfamiliar, however the unmistakable scent of Abentrot clung to the intruder in question. A steady grin worked it's way onto her face; it seemed no matter where she went, home would follow.

When she stood and exited the cavern, it was as though she was a spectral being, well-trained form slipping in and out of shadows silently. Aerten was not Head Assassin for nothing after all. Soon enough, her vision landed upon one, large, dark and...relaxed. Interesting position for one of their kind. She very much doubted his guard was completely down however; Kershov was not one to let complete and utter idiots into his midst. Circling around the form, she waited until she was facing the male head on -a fair distance away of course, as Aerten rather valued her limbs, and who knew how this lupine reacted to unknown visitors- before letting out the slightest of coughs. When he opened his eyes, he would see a lean russet femme watching him intently, neutral mask painted on her palette as it always was in the company of others. "Enjoying yourself there?"



"I want my innocence back," she snarls.

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||Aerten||Maiden||Epsilon||Abentrot Assassin||Tamed By None||No Heirs||PixieEclipse||







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