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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The day's voice drifted out of her mouth, softly entwining itself into his pinnae. Oh... Her paws landed softly on the ground and moved her form closer to his, her siren's vocal entrapping his mind. And yet when she spoke he pictured only Genisys - the only femme he had only loved. But had he actually loved her? He had never trusted her enough to open up to her fully, not able to express his feelings into words. What he was starting to understand was that he knew what love was supposed to be... And he desired this true love. He missed Genisys, but It was more because he missed what she could have become to him. She could have become his mate. She could have been his partner.

Instead he was alone.

You looked a little lonely. I hope you don't mind me sitting here. My name is Hocus. Hocus Pocus. Her orbs peered down at him and he smiled, his throat closing up so instead he shook his head. All Aindreas wanted was to no longer be alone. All he wanted was to feel like he belonged to another, if only for a single night. Lifting his form, his weight shifted to his paws as he stood. He moved toward her slightly, closing the gap between them and he pressed his nares into her nape softly. As he inhaled, her perfume intoxicated him and he pressed against her more insistently, rubbing his cranium along her neck before he paused, pulling back slightly, not wanting to force himself upon her.


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