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.


let your dreams take wing;

let your dreams take wing

A new land. A new adventure. A new hope. These were all things Kovu could only hope to find in this new place. He had left his old pack and home, though not at no cost. Exiled, with a pink scar over his left eye that had by now healed but would haunt him with the pain he felt being exiled from his family. He did not fit in. They were malicious, greed filled creatures. Kovu was not like that, and when he finally stood up to his mother, the Alpha, he was exiled and shamed. He was supposed to be next in line for those lands. All this now only brought anger and sadness to him.

His brown-red body moved along the shady trees. It felt dry, and the summer heat warmed every inch of his body to an uncomfortable temperature. His tongue rolled out of his mouth in thirst. His teal eyes spotted something that looked oh-so delicious right now: water. Water crashing down gently on rocks. The ground was marked as though perhaps in the past this land may have had more water, but there was definitely a drought. Still, the small pool of water sent Kovu into a run towards it. "Finally!" he says to himself, as his tan paws hit the earth until he feels the moisture beneath them. His teal eyes widen, enough to reveal that the white of his eyes are a slight yellow tone, as though he had been exposed to smoke and exhaustion recently. His tongue laps up the water, and at that moment, he lets his guard down for a second. The water feels amazing, quenching his intense thirst.

His guard is brought back within seconds. He knows better than to leave himself so vulnerable. These areas are calm and safe, but Kovu knows nothing of that. He only knows what he was brought up in; a pack that constantly bullied and overtook others for the mere thrill of it. He looks around, before heading to a clean rock that had been run smooth from previous water running on it. He lays down and takes a deep breath before laying his head on his paws. He's handsome, very handsome. Clean. Though the look on his face and the way he holds himself is one that is not very inviting. Intimidating, angry. He rested, and let his stomach settle. Drinking the water too fast had now mixed his stomach around in an unpleasant way, making his face only frown more than usual.

He was here. But now what?

Male .x. Adult .x. Loveless .x. Homeless


OOC: crappy, it'll get better :)


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