Where once the southern border of Blossom Forest was made by Leisure Lake, the magical rearrangement of the lands has laid there instead a vast, uncrossable ocean. The shore differs as you travel along it. Tall mountainous cliffs arise on the western part and at one point, the large river that runs through Blossom Forest opens up at its tributary into a well sheltered cove. As you come more eastward, the towering peaks shorten into rocky foothills. A large section of the shore is inaccessible to most, as Uyaraut has claimed it as their own. But if you skirt around their territory, the hills disappear, swallowed up into the land until it is as flat as the eye can see. The vibrant greens dull into short and dry browns and tans, and the land dries and cracks apart until it melds into The Waste - the desert that forms Blossom Forest’s easternmost border.

For those looking to hunt here, there are of course the fish within the ocean, along with crabs, seals and urchins. For on the shore, there are seagulls, herons, and ospreys.

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A lukewarm, pleasant breeze ruffled the ess’s beige fur, soothing the burning skin caused by the run she had just completed. While she had not known the terrain as well as she wished, the vixen had not gotten herself lost nor dead, which she humorously considered to be an achievement on its own. Kythera wistfully stared over the lake, spring wind sending ripples across the surface of the dark water. Before, the shadows of her homeland had never crept into her soul like this. Now… she could beg to differ. The ghosts of her past haunted her, tugged at her conscience, begged for her to return back to where she oh so desperately wanted to go. Shutting her whiskey brown eyes, a quiet sigh escaped from the fae’s lips. She could almost feel the salty sting in her nares…


Stop it, Kythera, the femme snapped at herself, jerking her neck backwards as her eyes flickered open. You’re not ever going to return, so you might as well just give up. For months now, Kythera had ventured back to the outskirts of the forest, portals traveling over the land beyond, wondering if she could make it home. The vixen had barely been able to make it here, and that was with aide… to attempt the return journey would be committing suicide, and she was very well aware of that.


Releasing one final sigh from her kissers, the ess crept forward onto the silky sand that made up half of the beach. Each grain crept into the pads of her feet irritating them yet it felt so soft at the same time. Soon enough, her pillars brought her to the pebbled part of the shore, and there she placed herself, banner curled neatly around her paws. Soon, Kythera began to absentmindedly push some of the smaller pebbles around with the tips of her paws, trying to distract herself from the burden her past life was becoming.





Vixen || Chained to none || Heirless || Loyal to none || Adult || Mal

Kythera
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