Glaesfaet Sceawere is the name gifted to the mother river that flows through the center of Blossom Forest, bringing life and sustenance to all of the lands. It breaks off in many places, giving birth to smaller streams and estuaries, but the main body flows from the lake high in the north in Dierne Hrof all the way south down through Uyaraut to empty into the ocean. It is a fresh water river, but down through Uyaraut, the salt water does taint it. In places, parts of the river are underground and run through caverns unseen from aboveground.

Water buffalo grace these shores - with plenty of meat, though at a dangerous cost. Many river trout leap upstream daily.

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The small shape of a cream colored fae slipped through the browning bracken. It was autumn, close to winter, and the young fae had left her family pack to find a mate and potentially start a pack of her own. The loped at an even pace, her head low and ears shoved forward. She had heard tales of a river where wolves came to find a mate. The romantic scene of the river was the perfect place for this young, 2 year old she-wolf to find a male of her own. She would stay with the male until winter, roaming the woods on their own until she came into heat during the winter months. They would then head out to the mating dens and breed, and she would bear pups in the spring.

The thought of this excited the cream fae, and she quickened her pace. Soon the soft trickle of water tickled the fae's ear fur and she slowed to a trot. The dense trees soon became sparse and the grass thinned to a pebbly shore. The ground sloped gently downwards towards the river, and as the glistening water came into view, the she-wolf slowed to a halt. Claws clicking on the smooth pebbles beneath her black-padded paws, the fae slowly came upon the river and looked down. The water was clear, unmolested by the murkiness of settled water. The river was low from the hot summer, and fish flipped awkwardly as they made their way upstream.The she-wolf glanced across the river. It was wide, but the middle of it was just deep enough to soak her belly fur. The water was warm, sitting in the sun lazily, soon to be chilled by the icy claws of winter.

The cream loner waded into the water, relishing the feeling of the lazy river gently pushing against her leg fur. She closed her brilliant brown eyes and raised her muzzle to the sunlight. The warmth of day could not penetrate through the thick canopy of forest from whence she came, and she welcomed the last rays of summer eagerly. Once warmed, the cream fae lowered her narrow muzzle delicately to the surface of the clear liquid and lapped her fill of the warm water. A sense of tranquility overcame the she-wolf as the water rested in her belly, and the she-wolf waded through the shallows until she came upon a flat rock near the center of the river. She scrambled up the side of the slick stone, wetting the gray surface to a darker shade. She shook herself, despite no water on her apart from her forelegs.

The cream she-wolf settled upon the flat stone, warmed by the sun. She let out a soft sigh of content and stretched herself out, letting the sun's rays caress her entirely. Her sleek cream coat was unflawed, remaining the same shade throughout her being. Not a single marking was upon her fur, nor a nick or scar upon her body. She was the picture of health, small for a she-wolf but with feminine muscularity. She had large, fluffy ears and brilliant dark brown eyes decorating her medium sized crown with a narrow snout topped with a black nose protruding from her face. Her teeth were still white, revealing her youth to those as the years of meat have not yet stained the inside of her maw. Her tassel was long and straight, revealing her pure bloodlines untainted by other canines.

Now she lay in the sunlight alone, small feelings of hope stirring within her. She hoped a suitable male would stumble upon her, a friendly one who could be a potential mate. For now, the loner was soothed by the gentle trickle of the lazy river, the few chirps that still echoed through the autumn air and the occasional splash of a fish.

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