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.

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He strolled into Leisure Lake, paw in front of another paw and another and another until he stopped at the edge of the shore, turned around, looked up at the forest, back around to the lake; looked down at his paws. "Huh." he looked around and sat his rump where he'd ended up at the lake and kept staring out onto the lake. He was just walking, how'd he end up here? "Weird." His brown orbs traced everything around him, paying attention to detail. Every little detail. His fur was dirty from his trek and he felt pain in his ribs, but man did he feel better. The rejuvenating run, the wind in his thick fur, the heat he felt from it, he loved running. He loved the feeling. Sharp pain, oh no. his thoughts flooded over and over again, pain pain pain pain pain he breathed quickly and stood up, the pain subsiding some. okay so.... no sitting good job body. he said the last part aloud without realizing it til after the fact.

Rump hit the ground again, lets try this again he breathed slowly, when the pain was in his ribs again, he lowered himself a little bit to ease it. Once it was eased, he sat back up and continued looking around. This place was foreign to this place and didn't know anyone or anything, which made him wary. He stayed still, focusing on his surroundings, perking an ear this way and that, listening to the sounds of this lake, this place. It was fascinating to him, he liked hearing the sounds.

CROWE | PACK | KIN | 3 YEARS | LIBERTY




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