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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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the clouds above will sing
IP: 47.35.76.214
Posted on April 22, 2017 at 00:15:59 AM by windsong

Windsong lowered her haunches and took a sitting position in front of Exodus, her white tail brushing against the ground to return Exodus' kind gesture. He was gentle, and chalk full of humor. Through prior experience, much of what Windsong encountered pointed that the male gender were cruel and in it for themselves. But Exodus did not relinquish that vibe. Windsong could faintly catch the scent of other wolves brushing against his fur coat; he did not smell of loneliness and disparity like the wanderers she had stumbled across. These factors made him more trustworthy, though Windsong mentally knew, and thus promptly ignored, didn't actually define a good-hearted wolf.

But Exodus didn't seem dangerous. Perhaps he was -- technically, any able-bodied wolf possessed that potential-- but he wasn't seeking to rip her throat out at the artery.

"Well," Windsong muses with a chuckle arising from her chest, "When you're a notorious squirrel hunter, word gets around." Her lips peal back into a sheepish grin, and her eyes dance towards the tree line. A small, lonely wolf such as she didn't have many more options than to prey on the small creatures of the forest. Even a fawn was too much work to chase down for Windsong. Deer young were still swift footed and unless their paths were corrupted by an ambushing pack member, catching one was difficult. A few failed hunts had resigned Windsong to trouncing puffy-tailed squirrels and slick chipmunks. Those creatures had made her agile, but there was very little pride to form around being an ace hunter at those animals.

Unbothered by that resignation, Windsong rolls her shoulders a bit and flits her gaze back over to Exodus. Comically, she introduces, "I'm known as Tail Stealer in these parts, but, please, call me Windsong."

Replies:

you watch heaven as we enter hell - By Exodus April 24, 2017 at 01:15:47 AM
the clouds above will sing - By windsong April 25, 2017 at 02:54:08 AM
revolution exodus, the paradox of mind - By Exodus April 27, 2017 at 00:29:40 AM
the clouds above will sing - By windsong April 30, 2017 at 00:04:33 AM
may the true conflicts start the fight - By Exodus May 4, 2017 at 01:26:06 AM
the clouds above will sing - By windsong May 10, 2017 at 04:34:27 AM
another flag to burn - By Exodus May 17, 2017 at 01:11:45 AM
the clouds above will sing - By windsong May 20, 2017 at 05:47:50 PM
when you were here before - By Exodus May 20, 2017 at 11:50:21 PM
the clouds above will sing - By windsong June 9, 2017 at 03:32:38 AM
where's your preacher - By Exodus June 19, 2017 at 11:44:42 PM

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