When solid ground grows soft with emerald moss and rivulets of black mud, and coffee-colored water pours slowly around the trunks of densely carpeted trees, this marks the beginning of Laod Mor: the swamp of Blossom Forest. Time itself seems to slow to a soporific crawl . . . the humid jungle air grows stagnant, thick with the scent of rich flooded earth and an abundance of green things that can be found nowhere else—except perhaps Caidir Olc. In some areas of the swamp, water rises so high the only way to cross it is to crawl across fallen logs or massive roots arching from their liquid beds; in other places a wolf might wade easily through the mire—or find a fortunate stretch of mostly dry earth. Pieces of the great river, Glaesfaet Sceawere, also slice through from time to time: small falls that feed into surprisingly clear pools, only to terminate into tar-like pits. Of course, Laod Mor’s beauty shines brightest at night. Here, fireflies gather at all times of the year . . . suffusing the shadowy place with millions of twinkling lights.

Those looking to hunt here of course find a myriad of water prey, including caiman, turtles, fish, crayfish, otters, and toads.


Dear Sister,Save Me... [OPEN]


Everything had fallen to shambles, the one pack she had taken refuge in was completely torn to shreds. A volcano had ripped away her chance at finding peace. Kahlan had rushed them away in the midst of a pack meeting, their small group arriving within the bounds of Aurora Borealis. There they had stayed but eventually the group had dispersed… Kahlans scent had left the terra and the multihued vixen had lost sight of her fellow warriors. The friendly little lady, Nzingha, had gone from her sights but not from her mind yet she did not have the courage to call upon her or the male that had come along with them. The one whom Kahlan had seemed to know from before. And now Nicci was starting to feel the need to escape prick at her paws once again. Aurora was not her home, she could not stay within its borders no matter the situation. If Saw Tooth ever rose from its ashes Nicci would return to it, she would go home but now she needed to escape. She needed to go about her life and return to her wanderings. At least until Kahlan came back for her.

Nicci paws picked across the terra of Aurora Borealis, she had become familiar with its trails and such. Enough to know her way around, in and out. She jumped on a smaller trail that lead out to Leisure Lake’s shared border with Aurora, it was from there that she took off into the brush and just ran. Her earthen limbs eating up the land beneath her as she ran across the land blindly. She had no destination, no place to be, no one to see. She was by herself for now.

Nicci had covered the whole of Blossom Forest as she ran, the sights and sounds were blurred but the scenery had distinctly changed as she continued by. The smell of ash crept over her as she passed by what used to be Saw Tooth. The volcano was still smoking in the distance, the magma was cooling and regenerating for another day. Hopefully many years from now, but she left it behind in a hurry. She didn’t want to face the ruined land, she wanted to find somewhere that she could live and enjoy the life of the land. And that place seemed to run up beside her. The bubbling sound of a creek pulled her galloping rush into a slow trot. The glittering water underneath the ice caught her attention and she came to a full stop at the bank. Her paw reached out and touched the thin ice watching it crack as she pushed harder against it. The fragile , liquid glass fracture and gave way to the crystalline water below allowing the little lady to take a sip of the refreshingly icy water. A soft sigh escaped her lips as the liquid seeped down her throat, whetting her dry throat. Nicci raised her shaded crown, turquoise optics taking in the land around her. The place as good as any to call home, and just to her side was a den. Though it was not in the ground like most it still offered cover from the snow and it was hidden from prying eyes. At a glance it looked like a dead bush, but as she stared at it she realized there was a small entrance within it. She padded to it and sniffed it. The scent was faded the dens owner had long since left. perfect she mused quietly.

Nicci crawled through the small entrance, her lithe bodice fitting just perfectly into neat little nest inside. Her kissers lifted up into a smile, she had found a home fit for her lonesome self. She curled up her crown just barely visible through the entrance. A light slumber settled over her, the sound of the creek and shifting ice lulling her to sleep.

||Nicci||Lover to None||Loyal to Saw Tooth||Adult||Alesana||

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