Once this place used to hold the yin and yang scenery of Blossom Field. Now, there are miles of winding tundra. To the north, this tundra is cruel and dry, with wisping weaves of tall grasses. The ground is cracked and cold, and it hardly is ever moistened by dearly desired rainfall. To the south, the tundra becomes more prosperous - meadows of flowers and herbs grace the ground. Part of this connects near Elebeam Weargtreow - however it is an impassible field of poppy, which will put any wolf trying to cross it into a deep slumber, and eventually die.

Those looking to hunt here will find mice, snakes, and rabbits, along with pronghorns, bison, and javalinas.


you cant take me

And I plan to be...

The femme leapt about and turned to face her as she spoke; clearly Nzingha had frightened her. But it did not seem to bother the stranger in the lightest, instead she responded in kind with sweet words. ‘Oh! You startled me there, I was actually thinking about a few things and it ended up in me getting overly excited.’ Nzingha raised her brows and sat, curling her plume tightly around her paws. Briefly, she winced as her sore wounds stretched, broken flesh continuing to open, some serum seeping out. She did not say anything to the overly excited femme, but merely watched the femme’s tail sweep back and forth over the ground behind her. Nzingha had not seen anyone this happy in the longest of times. She certainly had not been happy… and even when she had lived over at Munashii Gekko none of the wolves there had truly been happy. Blood Titan had been missing his mate, who had abandoned him. Ameira had some difficult history that she had not shared with anyone, but her pain was all too obvious upon her face. Horizon was related to the kalaks so obviously he had his own issues. And then her uncle… her ‘father’ it could be said… well he had left his home… lost his next home… and then finally his new home was taken when Ameira and Blood Titan disappeared

But here was this stranger, happy for no apparent reason other than her own thoughts, and Nzingha could not help but to be a little jealous. ‘I'm Milo, I'm hoping to make friends and possibly a few other things.’ Nzingha nodded, not completely sure how to respond. She sat completely still but smiled and nodded, her pools watching as the femme danced about, the complete opposite of Nzingha herself. Stoic met emotional, and anyone watching the interaction between the two of them would have either been very disturbed or found it quite comical. “I’m… Nzingha.” She could not bring herself to bring up Danger, or her goal to find him and save him.

Are you alright? Your wounds look like they need to be addressed, if you haven't I could help? Only if you wanted me to.’ Nzingha shook her head emphatically ‘no’, but then sighed exasperatedly and nodded slowly. “I… my pack has changed a few times… I am used to having a healer about to deal with it all. But it isn’t… it isn’t as if I’ll die. But if you… if you could then yea.” She smiled again briefly. “Thanks, Milo. So… um what are you… thinking about?

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the last one standing
|| Warrioress||Teen of Lady and Zorion Summer|| No Mate || No Kin || Munashii Gekko ||


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