Once this place used to hold the yin and yang scenery of Blossom Field. Now, there are miles of winding tundra. To the north, this tundra is cruel and dry, with wisping weaves of tall grasses. The ground is cracked and cold, and it hardly is ever moistened by dearly desired rainfall. To the south, the tundra becomes more prosperous - meadows of flowers and herbs grace the ground. Part of this connects near Elebeam Weargtreow - however it is an impassible field of poppy, which will put any wolf trying to cross it into a deep slumber, and eventually die.

Those looking to hunt here will find mice, snakes, and rabbits, along with pronghorns, bison, and javalinas.


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The fiery demons blackened paws left imprints in the ashy remains. The grey substance felt like clouds beneath his worn pads, its dreary existence followed him clinging to his burnt pillars turning him into its newest creation. Tendrils of ash climbed up the demonís legs and dusted his abdomen making him into the flame his pelt deemed him to be. The kalakís mismatched pools looked across the barren wasteland but he was still alone. All the souls that had inhabited the field had run for the safety of the trees. And the ghouls, ghosts, monsters and demons had come out to play and bask in the moonlight. Horizon was one of these monsters. And eerie sound echoed around the demon as he let the rumble in his chest echo out into the land surrounding him. The smirk on his face turned into a more acceptable look but there was a hint of mystery cloaking him figure. No one knew the ghoul and he couldnít have cared less.

Horizonís pinna flicked contemptuously there was a minute change in atmosphere, meaning he was not the only monster roaming free. The smirk returned to his face, but as he turned to take in his surroundings he could not see the ghoul who had happened upon him. Whoever had come upon him had hidden themselves and he cared naught to find them. If they so dearly wished to know him they were free to approach, he had no qualms to such an idea.

His attention turned back to the moon. His chocolate ember gaze watched the flickering lights in the sky, wandering if the stories of his ancestors were true. Did the great wolves really reside in the night sky, did they light his path? Horizon couldnít even believe a word he was thinking. All of this absurdity! Have I lost my damn mind?! A deep rumbling laughter began to echo in his chest. Eventually falling out into the air, and he couldnít stop! He just kept laughing and laughing barely hearing the femme who had crept up behind him. Horizonís pinnae piqued at the ghostly voice and his laughter came to a slow halt. He turned his fiery figure towards his new found companion and low chuckle finishing out the spasm of laughter. Hello to you, fellow wanderer. What brings you to approach a wolf so unlike yourself?

Horizon let more gentle, but still haunted smile lift up his kissers revealing his ivory canines. My name is Horizon, if you care to know. He teased her lightly. Her icy gaze rested on his figure as a whole since the distance between their bodies was enough to warrant a full body gaze. He didnít enjoy being recognized as different but it was better than being put down by your own kind. Horizon nodded his head towards the ess, waiting for her reply. His herculean form glided with ease towards the girl, which could have come as a surprise to her. Horizon knew that he larger than most wolves by regular standards but even against his own breed he was considered a giant. All the more an outcast really. But he pushed the thought away and focused back to the girl. His chocolate and ember pools watched her with a light curiosity only slightly masked by a more mysterious faÁade.



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