The caves are where it all started. They allowed the first wandering wolves access to the land of Blossom Forest, and afterward housed the monster that had threatened the earliest of inhabitants. The heroes had slain it, yes, but in doing so had also closed off one of the pathways in the caverns, magic blocking one of the many exits to Blossom Forest. But over the years, the original spell has weakened and now the way is clear. What will not only crawl out of the caverns, but erupt from it? The caves now thrum with the ever growing magic wellspring as it spreads out into the land. It is from here that the first vampire of Blossom Forest was corrupted, and it is here that any subsequent vampire will be born. To traverse its paths is dangerous - there is an almost impenetrable darkness, and in that abyss lays many secrets - hidden holes one could fall through, weakened floors, and then of course there is the labyrinthe itself. No one knows what the deeper levels hold - no one has traveled them and survived to tell tales. Not even those who call this place home dares to test their luck by going in deep, deep, deeper. The magic exuding from this place has rearranged the lands - moving packs, changing the terrain. Here the cave looks the same but it is not - it is more dangerous than ever. In addition, outside the mouth of the cave the sacred stones that once stood erect in another place now stand guard. They are colored the most beautiful arrangement of jewel tones, and almost appear to be made of gems themselves, no longer the dull grey they once were. It is within them that all official fights must take place - at the Blican Orlege. Welcome to Drylic Cofa...


ARCADIA {akuji}


maybe she was being a little childish at this point.

after everything that had happened with her father and shae, she had reacted somewhat poorly. sheíd left without a word, shooting a betrayed look at her father (who had been a little distracted, running after his - well, she didnít know what they were). she wasnít really sure what she was the most hurt about, the fact that he hadnít told her anything about shae (who was pregnant!), that he had betrothed her to a stranger, or that he was moving on, starting a family, just as she was preparing to leave - either as someoneís new mate or as a diplomatic peace treaty. either way, the wound her father had already carved had gotten deeper. she had not yet cried, but she didnít doubt that it would happen sooner or later.

she would much prefer later.

akuji had been watching her, this much she was certain of. there was no other who would - cold summers was small and even if it was quite large, she was a secretive young woman. the knowledge that it was him in the shadows gave her a thrill down her spine and made her feel, if only a little, bit safer. if she were to be murdered, it would be at his teeth and that was okay. if she was a stepping stone to healing, she would die knowing she had made some difference in the world. it was a nice thought. she found that if she focused on someone elseís pain, herís didnít seem so bad. and akuji was like an open wound with salt poured in - the depth of broken in him was outrageous and frightening and he desperately needed healing, patching, anything to lessen his burden.

and well, katia was more than willing to be the healer to patch him up.

two toned eyes glanced over her shoulder, lips curled down into a frown. betrayal crawled across her ribs like a creeping fire, pushing closer and closer to her heart, ready to set her ablaze. running away from her problems had always worked before, so why not do it again? as twilight began to descend on the haven, katia slipped out of the territory and for once, she prayed that akuji would be too caught up in himself to bother with her. she didnít think she could bear it - she was certain that this pressure mounting in her chest would crawl up her throat, would choke her until she could hardly breathe, would crush everything in her until she was left a raw, bloody pulp.

she wanted to scream until her throat was hoarse and cry until her eyes felt scratchy and raw and not be bothered by the world until she wanted to be. katia didnít want to be a princess, didnít want to be a heir to the throne, didnít want to be caspianís daughter anymore. when had any of that done good by her? it was like she was the butt of fateís sick, twisted joke. she had tried so hard, tried to be the best she could possibly be as a princess, as a daughter, as a wolf in general, and yet she was the one breaking, was the one pulled much too taut, a rubber band stretched too thin and ready to snap. katia had tried to be positive all her life, tried hard not to utter ďitís not fairĒ because she knew others had it much worse than she did, but she was ready to give up, was ready to throw it all away and become a gypsy.

katia lasted for all of ten minutes in the free lands before she started sprinting. tears began to fall freely moments later and between the harsh inhales and the choked sobs, the burn of her lungs felt like the pain she craved so desperately. physical pain was a far easier burden to carry than emotional pain.
charcoal legs ate up the ground in long, graceful strides as ran, tears blurring her eyesight as she made her way through the darkening lands of blossom forest. earth melted into stone under her paws and she slowed, breathing coming in harsh breaths from her open maw. trembling and damp with sweat, the princess looked upon the cavern with hesitation. without a solitary look back, however, she made her way to the gaping opening, diluted coat gradually being eaten by shadows until she was encased in darkness. two-toned eyes adjusted gradually and she found relief in the cool darkness. she found herself leaning against the wall with little memory of how she came to be there, the damp coolness a lovely contrast against her heated flesh.


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