The caves are where it all started. They allowed the first wandering wolves access to the land of Blossom Forest, and afterward housed the monster that had threatened the earliest of inhabitants. The heroes had slain it, yes, but in doing so had also closed off one of the pathways in the caverns, magic blocking one of the many exits to Blossom Forest. But over the years, the original spell has weakened and now the way is clear. What will not only crawl out of the caverns, but erupt from it? The caves now thrum with the ever growing magic wellspring as it spreads out into the land. It is from here that the first vampire of Blossom Forest was corrupted, and it is here that any subsequent vampire will be born. To traverse its paths is dangerous - there is an almost impenetrable darkness, and in that abyss lays many secrets - hidden holes one could fall through, weakened floors, and then of course there is the labyrinthe itself. No one knows what the deeper levels hold - no one has traveled them and survived to tell tales. Not even those who call this place home dares to test their luck by going in deep, deep, deeper. The magic exuding from this place has rearranged the lands - moving packs, changing the terrain. Here the cave looks the same but it is not - it is more dangerous than ever. In addition, outside the mouth of the cave the sacred stones that once stood erect in another place now stand guard. They are colored the most beautiful arrangement of jewel tones, and almost appear to be made of gems themselves, no longer the dull grey they once were. It is within them that all official fights must take place - at the Blican Orlege. Welcome to Drylic Cofa...


I Solemnly Swear That I am Up to No Good(Milo)


Sshhh... Do you hear that sound? He growls into your ear.

The brute had always had an easy time making small talk, and now was no different with this female. Most wolves that he encountered liked to talk, and they liked to talk about themselves so that was what he would ask about. He listened and answered back, but was not always too interested in the conversation. Most wolves were all the same, and when things were the same it grew boring. But Milo had different interests. She was interested in taking a pack for her own. Most were not ambitious or brave enough to do something like that. Padfoot never understood the appeal of packs, but he knew that the majority of vargs out there were pack driven and he was the outlier there. “I plan to claim Munashii Gekko, I think it's nice and I hope to be a good leader this time.” The brute noticed the flicker of sadness and anger that flashed over her momentarily, and picked up on her wording. this time She had been a leader before. Padfoot was never shy, and often asked things that annoyed or bothered others, but he never had a filter and that was how he liked it. ”This time? You’ve done this before then?”

The female did not stop their conversation though, and this time she was asking the questions. “Well sir, whats your favorite place in blossom? Whatever your favorite place is, how about you lead me there?” Padfoot smiled at the femme. Most were so consumed with themselves that they never asked about the other one that they were conversing with. The whole while she was wagging her plume and prancing on her paws. Milo was much more cheerful than most that he encountered. ”Well, follow me then.” He gave her another smile before turning back to the trees to show her. Most vargs that he had met either didn’t like or did not know about the caves in Blossom. But they were dark and cool, and Padfoot liked them. His dark form blended in well and he had always enjoyed the night more to the day, and even in the brightest of days he could find darkness in the caves. As he walked through the trees he turned to the femme once more, ”So how long have you been in Blossom then?”

The midnight colored brute knew the way to the caverns and it did not take him long to lead her to them. He paused, not going into them in case she didn’t want to. ”Have you ever visited the caves before? I suppose this would be my favorite spot.”

That's the sound of your death. His claws scrape against stone.
Picture and table credit to Alesana <3


【Padfoot – Soldier – Chained by None – Violet】

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