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Enocra Woodland

Pine, spruce and firs alike...
Dense coniferous forests cover the woodlands, with clearings, paths and the occasional wildberry shrub throughout. Pine, spruce and fir make up much of the forest in the east, with the forest becoming swampier in the west towards Mecor Valley. In the west, cypress trees dominate, with fallen trees creating bridges across and throughout the stillwaters.

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S E G I N
confessions of what i've done


Yes, he was rather...unaware of things, and it was slowly starting to dawn on him as his interaction increased with the day. Slime had made its way onto the muzzle of the darker girl, and he got a prompt scolding after doing so. He remembered when he was younger and would get scolded for doing such things...but it has been a long time since such things happened, that he hardly remembered them.

He does not apologies for his actions though as he simply looks at her with his blue and black eyes, seeing her irritation but knowing that he felt free of the water and slime himself. Well...she probably shouldn't have been in the way really.

He only looks at her for a moment before looking off into the distance as she begins to speak. So many...words, and they just seem to come in a constant stream. His white ears attempt to hold into the words, but he was simply not used to word after word after word. His world was never made up of so many words at one time. His mother and siblings were not nearly as chatty, when they were around, and thus his attention waned by the end of her little speech. Some of the words did not quite stick, and at the end he look at her with a brow slightly raised.

"You talk too much," he states bluntly. "She has to learn situations are sudden- reaction needs to be quick. No way to teach if I was blabbering about it- against the point," he said, turning to step closer to her. He was already around her size despite being younger, and there was a constant intensity to his looks as his eyes of blue and black bore into her.

"What do you want?" he asks as he stops a few inches from her. His white visage, with a jagged black muzzle line, observes her features after he asks the question. He does not understand why she comes to him, what could she possibly want? She seemed healthy, her form filled with muscle over bone. Perhaps she was hungry though- and Segin would not mind having a meal.

"You hungry?" his rough voice asks, eyes darting away from her as his nose tastes the damp air for a moment.

three, his captor, isolde's slave, of lucian & stella
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