When solid ground grows soft with emerald moss and rivulets of black mud, and coffee-colored water pours slowly around the trunks of densely carpeted trees, this marks the beginning of Laod Mor: the swamp of Blossom Forest. Time itself seems to slow to a soporific crawl . . . the humid jungle air grows stagnant, thick with the scent of rich flooded earth and an abundance of green things that can be found nowhere else—except perhaps Caidir Olc. In some areas of the swamp, water rises so high the only way to cross it is to crawl across fallen logs or massive roots arching from their liquid beds; in other places a wolf might wade easily through the mire—or find a fortunate stretch of mostly dry earth. Pieces of the great river, Glaesfaet Sceawere, also slice through from time to time: small falls that feed into surprisingly clear pools, only to terminate into tar-like pits. Of course, Laod Mor’s beauty shines brightest at night. Here, fireflies gather at all times of the year . . . suffusing the shadowy place with millions of twinkling lights.

Those looking to hunt here of course find a myriad of water prey, including caiman, turtles, fish, crayfish, otters, and toads.


How I Wish I Could Be Drop Dead A G A I N

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 "There is no need for any of that, my title is what I do, and while it affects who I am, it is not exactly who I am. I am a wolf, just like you, just like everyone else who is living in Blossom Forest. Please do not treat me any different than you normally would."  She rose to her normal height slowly, her dark orbs peering up at him. "Alright, if you insist." Her voice was soft and quiet now. This wolf was so nice that it made her sick to her stomach even more so than the show she was putting on. He was such a loyal puppet it seemed. She watched him sip from the crystalline waters.

"So tell me, then, how are you enjoying Spring Grounds? I have never travelled there before... I do have alliances with a few of the other packs but not there. Tell me, is your Alpha kind? I will confess I have not kept up on their politics, who currently rules there?"  She regretted those words. But she remembered the day she incountered the King. She was resting peacefully in the sun and he had disturbed her. His expression was one of disgust and hate. She had followed him quietly to a clearing. There him and another wolf dressed in black fought. The King won, that same wolf with horid injuries had tried to seek access to Malignant then while injuried. He would be killed soon enough.

She came to like his hate towards the other wolf. He seemed to have upset him somehow. "I've only incountered him once. He seems nice, I haven't had the chance to speak to him quite yet." She said softly, watching as the brute before her rolled onto his side in the sun. He seemed so playful. She knew she couldn't crush it, so why not take advantage of it? See what she could get out of him. "Hell, I don't even know his name yet." She rolled onto her back beside the man, the sun warming her. It was a nice place here but she personally liked the darkness. This would have to settle as she worked her magic on this man.

”Tell me how you're gonna go, how you're gonna go on and make him fall in love with you.”

OOC: Since I already had her claim she knew Damian (He's been around for a while.) I'm just going to go with her saying she met him once. :/
☾ Hocus Pocus ★ Adult ☾ Succubus ★ MateHeir ★ Malignant Felicity ☾


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