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 Forestís 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.


find your way back.. hero..

life is chances that are taken

The lupine noticed his little huff and his eye roll. Was it because she had looked him over and regarded his appearance? She'd known for a while that, yes, appearances didn't matter. But sometimes they lived up to their expectations. Sometimes they were a terrifying huge wolf and had a horrible personality. Or they were small and kind, like herself. She'd expected him to be more of a gentleman just from his calming looks and his soft and gentle voice. He was quite a charmer to her. That if if you counted asking where she was from as charming. Oh well. Calypso had preferances. So did every other wolf she'd met in her little journey.

"Well, miss, I was only wonderiní. Iíve come to notice that you can tell the home of a wolf by the color of the pelt they wear. And never in my life have I seen a wolf with a coat as pristinely white as yours. I suppose I just wanted to know where the bloodline originated. " That was understandable. Though never before had the girl been asked where she was from. It was true her ivory coat certainly was bright and not very common among most of the wolves in the area, but she knew of a few others.

Hearing where the varge was from, she was surprised. Never before had she visited there. It sounded peaceful, calming. A place that she would enjoy. He showed off his colors by turning in a circle, which amused her. Wonderful she thought as her eyebrow raised slightly.

Her heritage stretched way back. Her mother had a coat just as white as her own. Her grandmother had the same color. All that Calypso knew that her grandmother lived in the mountains. It was cold and snowy up there, so she figured that the white fur would blend in and be nice for hunting. Her grandfather didn't last long up there so they moved down, his brown pelt standing out against the white colored powder. That's all she knew of her past relatives, so maybe once she knew the boy more she'd actually explain it to him. His little nickname for her caught the girl by surprise.

"No, sir. I've never been to the seaside. Is it nice there?" her question lingered in the air, suspending by a thread.

but nothing's ever broken

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