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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I want to be your addiction.
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i will be your demise

She had vanished into the woodlands with her brother, often she couldn’t resist lingering close to the grassland pack. Sekhmet was lost death was her company encouraging her to quench the thirst for blood and aid in stoking fires of vengeance. Still, she had grown to know a small patch the woodland like the back of her paw but she chose to explore further today, her brother could use the food and lately her kills haven’t been out of hunger. She slipped into a comfortable trot glancing over to the dark personification beside her before slipping deeper into the trees.

Ears twisted to the rustling of dead foliage on the earth and she stopped dead in her tracks. Her movement slow and cautious perhaps if she heard them; they had heard her has well. She strained to hear paws shifting the thin layer of leaves as she stalked forward she. Opalescent eyes glimmered well when sunlight was cast upon them exposing more of the colors that crossed in them. She only caught a glimpse of the creature before knowing even with surprise she was unlikely to take him down, no only thoughtful maneuvers would gain her this prize. A lovely pelt as well it would be a shame to let it walk away.

Sekhmet listened to a language that was new to her ears. Blood-tipped paws reached forward first before the rest of her multi-colored bodice broke through the trees. The cool fall breeze rustled her coat; if he wasn’t aware before he would know of her presence now. Sekhmet cared little if he observed her as she made her way to circle him a gaze of curiosity locked upon him death had already settled its haunches before his muzzle and soon she had followed suit finding a seat before this creature of many colors.

She hid her teeth, for now, recounting how she tricked the male for her brother's last meal. This creature was interesting she supposed. Death remained silent but she felt a comfort still. Sekhmet hardly felt the need to state the obvious fact he was new to the land but she wanted to know where he came from. She never favored conversation but she would put it aside for the time being. “Where?” her tone wasn’t kind or soft it was more akin to soft growls and accusations but that couldn’t really be helped not that she cared on this matter anyways.

you're going to love it, i promise
Sekhmet
reaver x enya - two - asteraia
29.4 inches - 131.6 pounds
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