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Glaesfaet Sceawere is the name gifted to the mother river that flows through the center of Blossom Forest, bringing life and sustenance to all of the lands. It breaks off in many places, giving birth to smaller streams and estuaries, but the main body flows from the lake high in the north in Dierne Hrof all the way south down through Uyaraut to empty into the ocean. It is a fresh water river, but down through Uyaraut, the salt water does taint it. In places, parts of the river are underground and run through caverns unseen from aboveground.

Water buffalo grace these shores - with plenty of meat, though at a dangerous cost. Many river trout leap upstream daily.

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The Sharp Dressed Woman with a Chainsaw
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Kanaya
I'm meddling with murderers who still deserve to pay for their insanity,


Kanaya noticed the black brute's ear twitch slightly after she had mentioned a nickname. Did she hit a soft spot? This gave her more arguments to making her self-inquiry about the brute correct. Soon, Hurricane of Mexico's thunderbolt eyes made contact with her viridescent orbs. His voice was somewhat cold when he said "You can call me Hurricane of Mexico."

She gave a nod, respecting that. It was his choice, and she would not force anything on someone. Her green seers looked at the brute. "So, I wasn't born in Blossom. I never got to know my father..." Suddenly, Kanaya's voice got softer. "I did have a childhood friend, but I considered him more like a brother. One day he just got horribly sick, coughing up blood, an-" She cut herself off and shivered. The memory was so scarring, and emotional for her when she was a teen. Kan became walled in ever since. This would be when the wall broke. Clear tears slowly started to form, though she tried her best to hold them back. "I'm basically staying alive for him. He always wanted some kind of leader position, and I said I'd do that for him. I'm going to challenge a pack here in Blossom. I'm going to try for Karkat. He was so young... She closed her eyes, a few tears running down them.

Memories continued to flood back, her with her single mother, one older sister, and then Karkat and his older brother. She wished it could all go away, that she could forget and live a simple life. Little she knew that the brute in front of her had memory problems and she would be jealous once she found out. "And so kind...why did he die and not me?" She spoke, her voice shaking and body sightly trembling. The tears had lessened now. "Why can't I just forget?"


and though I'm one of them, I'm rarest of my kind, for many fell but only I arose.



"Look at all the many colors, so exquisitely embroidered," She soothed, cradling the pup in her warm bodice.

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:x Lass :x: Young Adult :x: Bonds :x: Heirs :x: Home x:
:x Rosie <3 x:




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