Enocra Woodland

Pine, spruce and firs alike...
Dense coniferous forests cover the woodlands, with clearings, paths and the occasional wildberry shrub throughout. Pine, spruce and fir make up much of the forest in the east, with the forest becoming swampier in the west towards Mecor Valley. In the west, cypress trees dominate, with fallen trees creating bridges across and throughout the stillwaters.

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northern winds blow
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This meeting is very different than the last time the girl had been around other wolves, because he was not cursing her unpretty pelt, he was not staring at her with en-venomed eyes because she wasn't a colour they prized. The girl does not even like remembering, sometimes the girl wishes that she would forget, but it seems the hate has been carved deep into her memory, and it is not something she likes. Maybe one day she will forget, or maybe one day she will even overcome the memories, she can only hope for something as grand as such. For right now the girl is content and calm, almost a semblance of relaxed, and she is of course paying attention, she is intrigued in a way she wondered if wolves ever could catch her interest.

The white muzzle of the northern winds has lowered slightly due to her memories, and yet she notices his slight movements here and there, the way his ears perk up at the mention of no friends, and for a moment the girl wonders if he does indeed think she is pitiful for such. He speaks once more, and she listens as she has already been doing through this meeting, and she thinks for a few moments, wondering what it would have been like if things had been different back home. "I was the one who ran away. They wanted to hurt me over and over again."

The girl does not know why she tells him this, because it is not something that she has told anyone before, maybe it is the girl's youth that makes her trust him so easily in these moments, believe that for once she won't be betrayed, it is her first instance of reaching out one could say. For the northern winds only this moment is real, everything else is slowly melting into the background, and for the first time over the course of a long journey she is not alone. "I am not afraid. I won't run away from you."

Once again the northern winds manages to speak to him without guarding herself, it seems that this is becoming a rather common theme, and yet perhaps it is something that the girl needs to do, needs to get it all out of her system. Her white and gray tail flickers against her white flecked sides, her aurora eyes calmly watching and listening to him. "Lands that are several long journeys away. Covered in lakes and plains with short, soft grasses. The land of the wolves with brindled markings and silver coats." He speaks more and with this comes a question as well as his identity. "I am here to find a new place. My name is Suicune."

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