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...


M A Y B E you're better off this W A Y {Draven}

Death loves all of her children,
Seeking to hold each and every one by her bosom and keep safe her treasures.

It was with a snarl that the shadowy woman made her way back to the bowels of the earth, having been to the surface and finding the daylight too strong for her brilliantly colored eyes. Her paws kept moving until the pale orange glow of magma became apparent, the smell of sulfur stung the nose as the earthen tunnel opened to show a river of molten rock and melted plant life. The cavern was dimly lit and let the lass of smoke and fire blend in without much effort, keeping her white tail down to disguise it. It was warm, the world far above her would go on and she would remain forever the beast in the depths. It would always be so, and the dark raveness had come to learn her body had grown used to this prison. Something lured her to the entrance, something made her want to go to the surface. Moving to the entrance of her dimly lit cave, Kedorah let a long, sad siren's song escape her lips. Calling any who happened to be around into the depths of hell, were the wolves above ready for their master to come home?

Femme Fatale. Adult. No Paramour. No Progeny. No kingdom.
Dark grey with black points and white tail. Blue eyes with green and white in them.
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