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.


Somewhere Under the Rainbow

Arion’s nares filled with the late morning mist as he gazed up at the stoic cliff faces in front of him. His paws struck the rough ground as a water spider skitters across a pond, gliding over the ground lightly, but pausing often. The pines around him gave him shelter from the encroaching sun, that threatened to burst through the clouds and scorch the frolicking lovers who were likely already in heat.

But why was he here? What was he searching for? He’d spent so much of his life looking for his twin, who he’d thought of as his other half for so long, that he hadn’t realized how much he needed a real mate to complete him. Not, anyway, until recently. He wasn’t an awkward adolescent anymore. The white star on his head and the white bands that circled his left foreleg and his tail appeared to shine in the cloudy brilliance of the cliffs. Leaping and bounding upward, past all the couples who were constantly nuzzling and nipping at each other playfully, his loneliness felt more complete.

For a moment, it was even overwhelming.

No one knows me.
No one cares for me.
I have no family.
I have no home.
How can someone who cares so much.... not have anyone to care for? Is anyone out there… Could I find a home?
Will I ever find…

While he gracefully bounded up a sloping face of stone, a figure caught his eye.
Slowly proceeding forward, he noted that the wolf was alone… She had a certain sadness in her eyes, accompanied by a determined, yet battered pair of breathtaking green eyes. She had a black coat, tinged with red, giving the impression that her paws were soaked in blood. She melted effortlessly into the shadows of the pine, but the air of melancholy sorrow and pain she radiated tied his empathetic strings to her countenance, and he found that he could not look away.

He padded forth softly, muscles rippling under his shimmering black coat and shining white emblems. His golden green eyes projected warmth and welcome as he approached the fae, but he noticed her gaze was to the skies. Glancing up, he took the bow in the sky as a sign that luck was in his favor. It was a gamble, for sure, but for once he had a chance. Turning back to the dark enchantress before him, he spoke in a deep melodious voice:

“A pleasure to meet you this fine morning. The name's Arion. Forgive my audacity, but may I take a moment to thank whatever god put the sapphires of the sky in your eyes?”


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