Fir Chilis is the name given to the dense string of forested land that fills much of Blossom Forest. There are two different populations, depending on where in the land you are. To the north lays the deciduous forest, full of maples, oaks, birches, and beeches. To the south lay a coniferous forest full of pines and firs. No matter where you are, the trees shelter you from the sun and the rain and the snow. Take care not to get lost in the woods however - you may never find your way out. There are other dangerous here too - predators waiting for their own prey. While the land is prosperous they do not pose too much of a threat, but whenever famine or drought hits, they will attack anything... even other Putnar.

Those looking to hunt will find the forests well stocked - there are white-tailed deer, turkeys, red squirrels, chipmunks, mermots, and moose.

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Way of the Warrior [ Hocus ]
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The Way of the Warrior


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The pack lands had been quiet as of late. Even Striker had been still, and Aindreas had found himself bored for the majority of his time. The ess he had saved from the storm had mysteriously vanished for the time being, and all traces of her had been swept away by the torrential downpours. The ivory Titan had first sought out his sister, but she had been content to bask in the bright sun, to sleep, to relax.

To be frank, Aindreas did not know how to relax.

Always he had goals, one after another, in order to keep his life straight. And so he now found himself uniquely lost as he realized that he literally had nothing to do. Sure, he ran a patrol per day but that hardly took up an hour, and besides, he never found anything at all. It seemed that Blossom Forest as a whole was content to live an easy summer without conflicts, wars, and battles. Aindreas knew well his role as a warrior.. Where was he needed in a time of peace?

The Titan had tried picking up hobbies- watching butterflies, tracking the changing path of the cascades, learning how the sky could tell what weather was coming... But it all was trivial at best. He found himself sleep for the large majority of the day from boredom, and in his dreams he almost desired a horror to occur to upset the monotony of his days. But here he was now, laying upon the top of a cliff, watching life pass him by below him. Everything was so small, it seemed as if nothing was really moving. His arctics, which matched his father's so perfectly, glanced up, hoping to see birds, or clouds, or anything really... But the sky was clear and it seemed that the fowl had yet to awaken. Crossing his front limbs, his head lowered until it was resting upon them. A line of ants marched in their chaotic yet organized file in front of his nose... And he sadly found his entertainment in blowing through his nares in order to send them flying off course.

When was this stillness going to end!?

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||Aindreas|| ||No Mate|| ||Moondown Shadows - Epsilon|| ||Adult|| ||*Azura*||



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