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.




~I hope you smile when you look down on me~

Sin felt the protective embrace of his father. White forelimbs covered his vision to the surroundings and the ongoing scene that was still unfolding. His tiny ears perked at the different tones and voices that were leaking out and around him. His grandfather’s thunderous vocals echoed around him, offering him a sanctuary. And he promised himself that someday he would escape the hell that was his immediate. He could only hope that his Grandfather might offer a better, more stable life for him. Tiny electric blue pools looked into a similar icy gaze that belonged to the mottled grey brute that had offered up his home. Somewhere in Kalgalath’s gaze the pup found comfort, something he couldn’t seem to find in his own home. But any concentration Sin had had was quickly erased by the sound of his mother’s hissing voice, He continued to cower behind his father, wanting to ignore that fact that his brother was leaving him, and his father just couldn’t fix anything…


Aindreas was quick to reply to her kind words, but it couldn’t have ended slightly nicer than before. I often used to frequent my father's pack and had quite a few friends there. I shall have to restart that tradition, it would seem. Sebring smiled about to offer up more, but was abruptly cut off by the sound of nails on a chalk board, or it was just Hocus putting in her own two sense about the idea. Every nerve in Sebring’s body screamed, her ears flattened backwards on her crown. She had the mind to bear her ivories, but Kalgalth had wrapped her up in his embrace. She felt seeping warmth across her neck, because no matter how many times he touched her there was fire and electricity running through her nerves. The ashen lady leaned into her mottled King, her nose bridge pushing up into base of Kalgalath’s jaw. Her crown rested in the crook of his neck and maw. She would have stayed here forever but reality needed her attention, Oh? Am I not invited? Or welcomed? I mean, if you'd ever like to see Drizzt, you're all more than welcome at Malignant. That is if I find you first. The other members are a bit maniacal.

Sebring’s eyes were slits, the fur on her shoulders had risen up, her body width had visibly doubled. She would have spoken out had Kalgalath’s rumbling chest not set her at ease, or rather interrupted her. You would have no reason to be within my borders, Hocus. Sebring felt slightly more at ease that Kalgalath wasn’t allowing her entrance to their home. It was time Hocus learned the world wasn’t kind to femme’s like her. Sebring still felt a small rumble in her chest as she stared the white ess down. She could only wonder why the pup had wanted to leave with her…

Sebring felt it was no longer worth staying, and began to turn away from the group as Aindreas herded up the pups. The ashen lady was behind her lover, but the hurt of earlier had returned and so she took a slight detour, and faster pace. Her hip cried out in protest and she wanted to badly to fall to her mottled knight but she was too hurt to understand why he’d never even mentioned her…


Sin watched as his Father touched noses with Drizzt for a last time. How likely was it that Drizzt would ever come back..? I’ll see you again soon, Daddy. I’ll be okay! Sin whimpered out a another protest but was cut short by his father’s herding. Sin took his cue to leave and began to plod away, his electric gaze looked back one last time at the little white creature that stood next to his mother, why Drizzt… why?

"They’re only baby scars," She whispers.

~Sebring~ :: ~Femme~ :: ~Adult~ :: ~Indebted to Kalgalath~ :: ~Aurora Borealis~ :: ~No Realtions~

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