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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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Dargon forgot Zharko's subject line....
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Posted on January 15, 2017 at 00:37:43 AM by Zharko

He was quiet, calm, and careful in his movements and stature. Being as small as he was he had learned quickly to move ease and subtlety, lest he attract attention from anything meaning him harm. Once his paw had healed, he had followed those his father had left him with until at last the cunning they had passed to him and his own slowly developing skills had let him slip away. Now his silver kissed body slipped through the wind of the winter and ice gripped world.

Alone he had traveled from place to place. He hid when he could and slept when he hid. Slowly but surely he first started to make his way toward Iromar. He knew he needed to get back to his sister. It was the one thing that drove him forward through the cold. It was the fire that kept him alive.

It was so cold though. He had curled up into himself under a log, just outside his old home. Shivering constantly he was determined to stay awake to stay alive. He was too young and too small to survive like this. The weight of winter pulled his lids over his eyes. It would have been so nice to just....

A startled snarl ripped from hid maw. In a swift heartbeat the small silver surged into the open, spinning at once to face the intruder on his solitude. His lips bared in his defensive discontent he glared up at Blackthorne, body lowering to defend himself in the case of an attack.

"Hey!" He barked. "I was here first." The kingly stature of the other pup reminded him of the arrogance of his fathers. Immediately he wanted to knock him off his throne. Shifting slightly, he leaned forward, his weight moving to a more easy attack. He was not going to back down and give up his resting spot so easily.

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Rage rage against the dying of the light - By Blackthorne January 17, 2017 at 05:56:00 PM
DON'T BLINK -- YOU'LL MISS IT - By ZHARKO January 21, 2017 at 00:15:14 AM
do not go gentle into that good night - By blackthorne January 21, 2017 at 01:44:28 AM
DON'T BLINK -- YOU'LL MISS IT - By ZHARKO January 21, 2017 at 06:28:45 PM
do not go gentle into that good night - thread end - By blackthorne January 25, 2017 at 00:25:38 AM

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