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...


the key to my heart is no key at all;;

Dead still. That’s what she was. Terrified and uncomfortable. Especially since she could not pick up on just where the nightmarish creature was… whatever was looking at her, she couldn’t pinpoint the direction from which it was gazing at her. And then… You kill like a natural but hold yourself like an amateur. What’s the fun in that, little rabbit? Thea’s head twisted slowly to the side, trying to guess where the sound was coming from. Her shoulders hunched and she twitched her auds, eyes wide. A bird took off from a branch and she immediately jumped, skittish beyond belief. Her eyes looked untrustingly towards the branches, watching as they swayed in the night breeze. No. Amalthea didn’t have any intention of answering this strange voice—though she immediately knew that it was male and that it was a varg. Again the cavern caught her lilac gazers and she inched away from it a bit. Besides she knew not how to answer the question without totally giving away her background, plus she wasn’t sure if she had understood it totally. Given that she was still getting used to using language once more after her life of silence in a forest that had no other varg in it besides her opposite, Yona. And she was not going to give her background to a creature that stayed in the shadows—or anyone, actually. The moon was just starting to rise, a Cheshire smile in the dark sky. Amalthea desperately wished that she had not travelled off course. Her heart rate having increased ridiculously by now, it was starting to hurt her chest. She took a deep breath in through her nares and shut her eyes tight, willing herself to relax.

lady amalthea
darling femme x young adult x pearl finish x lilac dreamers x without home x without love


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