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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Not all who Wander are Lost
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Posted on June 21, 2014 at 00:02:57 AM by Orca

I cry out for magic – see it floating in the air
But it's fear - and you'll hear
It calling you ...beware
My silver prize squirms between my paws, and I make quick work of ending it's turmoil. I am no savage female who takes delight in the suffering of others. There are women aplenty in Moladian who would, but that is simply not a part of my nature.

I am a bold girl, make no mistake. I've a rather hearty thirst for adventure and a terrible knack for getting into sticky situations, but in the end it has only molded me into something more cunning and not at all fearful. These days, I concern myself less and less with the fanciful ideas of love or romance. At one time, when I was only a girl, I had eyes only for Asa. The dark, brooding adopted son of Hyperion, alpha of the caves of Mirovis. And then a large male, one named Jehu, son of the famed Scottavian Hordesman, had imprinted upon me.

I had not known what to do about that at the time. Back then, my girlish heart fluttered only for the hooded boy who'd saved me from being eaten whole by gators. Nothing could top Asa in my eyes. But then the Meteor fell, and Jehu and Asa were both lost. I never found attachment in men after that, never again had an Imprint bonded to me and it had only been a mere three summers ago I had taken my first lover.

Hawthorn, he was. Older then me by several years but he had been such a close and loving friend. A guide when I'd felt lost. I do not think I ever felt genuine romantic passion for him, but that winter we had shared a special moment, and the outcome had been my only son... my only child; Wallace.

But Wallace had been unwell, small since birth and without hearing. I suspected it had something to do with the age of his sire at the time of coupling, and when Aplos river had suffered a sudden and violent flash-flood, Wallace had been swept away. I grieved for him, and searched for him... and for a time I stole myself away to isolation. I was to blame for his death, for I did not protect him and my heart hangs too heavy to continue entertaining dreams of love or family.

My family was upon the mountain, my love now burned for them and it was my charge to guide them the way a mother guides her cub. Other then Sleekwing, I was the eldest living child of Moonglow and Alcide, and I had made the choice to relinquish my self title of Gypsy to return to my mountain Origins and keep the Old Ways alive.

What time did I have for silly love games?

And yet... On this day, as I set along the small brook, a voice breaks the calm. Silver-backed ears prick as tiara lifts and sways towards the opposing bank. The man stands, cloaked in black save for the silver of his beard and the trappings of his tail. Amethysts glitter brightly, a beguiling grin gracing the petals of my cameo.

He is not the first casanova to have crossed my path.

"A fine catch indeed have I, good stranger.." I look him up and down keenly. "But from my vantage, I dare say you look empty-pawed." A light laughter slips past pursed lips, tinkling akin to that of crystal bells.
There's no sign of the morning coming
You've been left on your own
Like a Rainbow in the Dark


Gypsy Rose ~ Eldest Daughter of Moonglow x Alcide ~ 9 years ~ No Endymion ~ No Eros



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