When solid ground grows soft with emerald moss and rivulets of black mud, and coffee-colored water pours slowly around the trunks of densely carpeted trees, this marks the beginning of Laod Mor: the swamp of Blossom Forest. Time itself seems to slow to a soporific crawl . . . the humid jungle air grows stagnant, thick with the scent of rich flooded earth and an abundance of green things that can be found nowhere else—except perhaps Caidir Olc. In some areas of the swamp, water rises so high the only way to cross it is to crawl across fallen logs or massive roots arching from their liquid beds; in other places a wolf might wade easily through the mire—or find a fortunate stretch of mostly dry earth. Pieces of the great river, Glaesfaet Sceawere, also slice through from time to time: small falls that feed into surprisingly clear pools, only to terminate into tar-like pits. Of course, Laod Mor’s beauty shines brightest at night. Here, fireflies gather at all times of the year . . . suffusing the shadowy place with millions of twinkling lights.

Those looking to hunt here of course find a myriad of water prey, including caiman, turtles, fish, crayfish, otters, and toads.


;;{would you bleed for me?};;



would you bleed for me?

As she'd been standing in the steady small stream from the falls, a voice had hit her ears after she'd said her thoughts out loud. The voice made her ears perk and herself spin around towards the voice; splashing watch everywhere as she went and getting slightly tangled in her own walkers that she had nearly fallen face into the water but she'd just barely caught herself with her paws. "How long were you standing there?" she sounded a little sheepish, as if she minded that others saw her being playful and excited. "And to answer your questions, not always and no there normally is no voices that talk back." she laughed a little bit, wadding from the water, and onto the land beside him. Standing there dripping wet from the water, she thought for a moment and then shook her fur out, not moving away from him as if to get him wet with the water coming off her fur from shaking, laughing again. Her tail up in the air wagging once again as her bright eyes looked at him.

"What brings you here today mister?" She looked at him still swaying her fluffness of a tail behind her and letting her thoughts race from this thing to that thing, wondering what the future had in store, what would happen to her here and now, what this meeting with this unnamed brute had in store and what would come of the meeting by the end of it. All sorts of things about here and now and the future and the past, she just hoped she wouldn't let so many down again as she had in her pack before blossom forest. Because she had let them all down, as they died one by one. It was a wonder how she was more cruel, but she'd upheld her excited personality and childlike playing and most likely would for as long as she could.

lick it off my lips like you needed me?

Milo || Female || Young Adult || Love || Home


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