Where once the southern border of Blossom Forest was made by Leisure Lake, the magical rearrangement of the lands has laid there instead a vast, uncrossable ocean. The shore differs as you travel along it. Tall mountainous cliffs arise on the western part and at one point, the large river that runs through Blossom Forest opens up at its tributary into a well sheltered cove. As you come more eastward, the towering peaks shorten into rocky foothills. A large section of the shore is inaccessible to most, as Uyaraut has claimed it as their own. But if you skirt around their territory, the hills disappear, swallowed up into the land until it is as flat as the eye can see. The vibrant greens dull into short and dry browns and tans, and the land dries and cracks apart until it melds into The Waste - the desert that forms Blossom Forestís easternmost border.

For those looking to hunt here, there are of course the fish within the ocean, along with crabs, seals and urchins. For on the shore, there are seagulls, herons, and ospreys.


I'm not clumsy, Just accident prone.

I'm not clusmy, I'm just accident prone.

Amba couldn't help but worry about this strange wolf, caked in blood. As the red stained wolf walked around her and into the water she brought her ears back I have to help... she thought to herself sternly. Her personality was clearly along the lines of 'Let me take care of you' and 'I'm helping, no point in arguing' though she would never force herself on anyone. Her bright amber eyes were fixated on the stained wolf as they let the water run over their fur. The water slowly soaking through the layers of blood to finally allow some to be washed away. The sight to a normal wolf would have been horrifying, even sickening in some cases. This didn't phase Amba. She had never been one to run away from someone in need, nor did she have a weak stomach.

As the stained wolf whipped around to face her after her words, her ears perked. Though she knew she was going to end up helping him, she didn't expect a response such as this. He looked mean for a second as he whipped around, though nothing about him seemed mean. Perhaps it was the blood, or how he had acted towards her that made her think as such. But being who she was, it made no difference to her if she got hurt in the process of helping someone though her sister would clearly disagree with what she was doing. The cool water was lapping at her paws, sending shivers up her spine. How could this wolf stand the cold waters? Was the blood caked on so badly that they couldn't feel the cold?

As the titan finally nodded to accept her help her tail swayed happily. She wasn't going to give up easily nor was she going to leave him when he was in need. "I'm.. sorry for being pushy. It's just.. I know you need help.." she explained. She knew she was slightly forcing him, but at the same time she felt that he knew that he needed help as well. She could visibly tell that he was nervous about her being so close. Taking a few slow steps into the water, letting it soak into her pelt caused a shiver to run through her. Slowly approaching the stained wolf she lowered herself to her haunches, balancing herself with her hind legs as her front paws floated in front of her. Balance was key in maintaining this posture, as the water only came up to her chest.

"I only want to help.. So please tell me if I'm hurting you." she said in a gentle tone. A thought struck her just then. She hadn't even given this wolf her name, nor had they been introduced. Her motherly personality kicked in just by seeing him, and didn't give her time to even introduce herself. Feeling a bit embarrassed she steadied herself on her haunches. "M-my name is Amba.." she said awkwardly. She had never forgotten an introduction before, and was slightly upset with herself. "Whats your name?" she asked softly, her front paws outstretching to gingerly allow her paws to brush against his back. The water had began to soften the blood into a thicker paste like substance. Without much else being said, her paws gently grazed his blood caked fur, trying to displace it gently without harming the other. The blood would have to soak a while before it would come off without a fight. Perhaps it would be in this wolfs interest if they stayed in the water until she was able to freely scrub his fur without having to use her claws to get through the matted mess of fur.

| Pack: Loner | Mate: N/A | OOC: TigersEye |


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