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...


Darkness Imprisoning Me

All That I See, Absolute Horror


The female was not used to having conversations with adults, but she knew it was something that she needed to get used to. She had not been in a pack for a while, and had been with only her pups and had gotten used to the small company. Sometimes she still wished it was just the trio of them, but she knew that her family was safer in a pack, and they would probably be happier in a pack. She knew that Felan was happier here, he would get training to be the warrior that he was made to be, even though Azula knew she was capable of training him, having multiple teachers could help him. And then Corde would be able to build whatever future she wanted for herself, despite her anxieties. Sometimes the warrioress worried about her daughter in this pack, and she knew that she could leave if she wanted to.

And now Azula was away from her young more and more. They were no longer pups and she no longer needed to be by their side as often as she used to be, even if she missed it. She needed to work on her social skills and make some ties to this pack, to make it feel like home. And so here she was in a cave, with one of her packmates, talking longer than she had talked to anyone before. As Azula continued to make conversation with the brute, something that was coming easier to her with him than expected, he chuckled and slunk more into the shadows. She cocked her head to the side, wondering why he was backing away from her, as if she was threatening him or something. She was just curious and when she did speak, she spoke her mind and whatever was on it. His dark pelt blended in with the background as he spoke, "They saw me as a mere toy, a mockery." His words did not surprise her as he looked down at his paws, embarrassed. The wolves in Abendrot were not a nice breed and the queen of the lands especially was unique. She felt bad that he may not have known that coming in, but he would have to move on if he wanted to survive in this pack.

Azula had been taught how to survive by her father, and without him she knew that she would have died long ago. Maybe Mabbit just needed someone to show him how to do that, as she had been taught. ĒI donít know how much you knew of this pack before coming here, but the wolves here do not have the typical personality. I suppose thatís why we all come together and live here. The fact that they didnít kill you or torture you means that they accepted you. And youíre a male which is probably why the females were the ones that toyed with you.Ē She was not trying to make her words sound harsh, but they were the truth.

The warrioress changed the conversation asking what he was specializing in. She had been thinking about that recently, knowing that she would fit in with the soldiers from her training, but she had more skills than just a normal fighter. She was sneaky and knew how to be sly, so maybe she would fit in more with the assassins, something she had been thinking about training to do for a while, and the next time Kershov asked that was the fraction she would join. "They gave me an option on the spot. I had to pick from my two majors from my home lands. I'm an assassin." The female nodded, deciding if she would tell him about her wishes to be in that group as well, or if she should keep it to herself until it became more public. She wanted to make sure she was still as good with her skills as she used to be before volunteering on going out on a mission. ĒI believe from my past experiences thatís where I would fit in best as well. What was your home before this like?Ē The female was not used to talking so much, and it was different getting to know someone casually instead of always having a specific purpose behind her words or actions. The multi-hued female found an area in the cave that was not wet and sat down, her plume lazily wrapping around her paws.

Picture credit to Kyleigh <3


**Azula**Dragoness**Untied**Mother of Corde and Felan**Epsilon Assassin of Abendrot** Adult **Violet**


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