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.


Find Me In the Darkness

Find Me In The Darkness

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He had no idea what he dealing with, who he was dealing with - to assume that she would be better suited for the flowery, lovely section of the field was bullshit. At least the brute seemed to be understanding his mistake, and seemed willing to make up for it. 'I apologize for my apparent blindness, my dear. I couldn't tell your worth and ability from so far behind. I see now how strong you must be, and intelligent too if your speech is anything to judge by. I too, was raised in the art of war. We are kindred spirits, as it may appear. They call me Rakasa. It means monster. Who might you be? ' Athene laughed, a soft sweet noise that so obviously showed her amusement - for in truth for a 'monster' to be so polite was oddly out of character. It was a stereotype anomaly, but had not she just asked him not to make assumptions about her? He had stereotyped her as a pretty little fae - when in fact she was a powerful warrior. At least this time he had titled himself and given her a hint about himself.... Though the fact that he thought it was necessary to tell her such also said something about him. Rakasa had given her fair warning of his personality - not all 'monsters' would do such.

She cocked his head wondering if she should reconsider her decision. She had to find a tall, strong brute, preferably handsome - all of this the brute was blessed with - but if he truly was a monster would that sour any pups that she would whelp? Would their minds be soft or twisted with disease, having to succumb to sick fantasies or desires? Or was that just how this brute was raised? Athene rolled her eyes and decided that until he had the other characteristics - speed and ability - then he would be worthy enough to get the job done.

"Athene is the name that I was given
Hellene is my sister,the yang to my yin.
Now I admit that I am intrigued by the title
But care more about whether you are agile.

So chase me now, and show me your skill
Catch me quick, perhaps I'll show you a thrill.
Don't hold back, or I'll be gone in a blink
No need to be gentle, I'll more hardy than you think.

Her haunches had been tensed holding her power in until she fell silent, and then she released and twisted, her pads pushing off the ground and sending her deeper into the ash field, a mix of ash and snow swirling up around her, clouding her movements and her direction. By no means did she run full out - she wanted him to succeed - but she was fast enough that unless trained, most wolves would be unable to catch her. Perhaps this seemed odd to the brute - perhaps he would not even follow her. If he didn't, it would just be a sign that he was not enough brute for her. But even if he did catch up to her, that wouldn't be enough. He would have to stop her - he would have to take her down by any means necessary. Short of a full out flight, she could not think of any way to test his skill Elsewise.

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||Athene|| ||Belongs to Zev herself|| ||Andere Seite Refuge in Spring Grounds|| ||Adult||


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