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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The wolves here were strange. No stranger than the ones from her old pack, perhaps, but strange all the same. Her silvery-purple eyes rested on the female for a moment as she looked quite off-put from her brusque attitude. Well she wasn't the one lost, covered in swamp muck, and expected to be nice to a couple of strangers. Sekhmet did feel a little bad though, the girl had offered her food after all, and she was kind of being an ass about this whole situation. Her ears flicked forward at the scolding tone, eyes widening slightly with surprise. "No need to apologise. I'm the one being a little thorny, but in my defense, I'm not exactly in the best position here." Sekh said with a small smirk.

Sekhmet glanced towards the male as he erupted in laughter. She raised an eyebrow as he seemed to be almost surprised with the sound that erupted from his lips, apologizing soon after. 'What is it with the apologizing?' she thought to herself, looking at the other with a curious stare. A harsh chuckle erupted from Sekh's mouth as he told her that she smelled, then quickly backtracked. "I know, I smell terrible." she said, a toothy grin upon her maw. The situation was comical almost. His suggestion sounded lovely, though, she had to admit.

"Yeah, sure." the female agreed, glancing over towards the other wolf to hear her response. Whatever it was, she would be happy to get all this gross swamp muck off of her pelt. And truth be told, she didn't exactly know her way out of this place.

Sekh turns towards the male again as he introduces himself. Jericho. His question causes her to raise an eyebrow. "I'm Sekhmet, and the furthest thing from a lady." she snorted, though there was no aggression in her voice. Then again, Jericho seemed so nervous, she could probably just bare her teeth at him and he'd go running for cover.

Sekhmet
six - no home - no heart - no soul
♥dante


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