Perhaps changed most of all out of all of the packs is this place. It was stripped out of its forested home and now instead lays at the edge of an ocean. The vast sparkling eternity of the water lays to the south of the land, while the rest of the land is made of rocky outjuttings. Gone are the trees, and all that remains for greenery are the short shrubs that dot the paths in the rock, and the moss that grows thanks to the spray of the waves. Further toward the shore, barnacles are a plenty, and look to cut the pads of those who slip on the wet surface. These extend out into the water itself, and the tough land has multiple caverns scraped into it, providing ample dens for the wolves that live there. Depending on the tide, however, the lower caverns may flood, and the vicious swirling water may prove to be dangerous as there is a strong undertide ready to pull unsuspecting swimmers to their doom. Even the tide itself is powerful enough to push intruders against one cliff or another. The ocean does provide, however, plenty of food for those who brave the waters - there are many breeds of seals and sea lions, though the males that protect each of these are vicious and territorial. There are also turtles that come ashore to breed and to lay their eggs - both the adults and the eggs themselves can provide sustenance to the wolves. But they must take care - the water is deep enough to allow sharks to come to shore from the depths below. Those unwilling to venture the waves or wet their paws with the moist sand of the shore can find snakes and hares in the rocky outcroppings, but they must beware the Komodo dragon and other monitor lizards that perch upon the shore - they are swift and move in groups, not to mention they carry venom in their bite that causes immense pain, paralysis, and prevents blood clotting. This is not the land for the weak of heart or the weak at all really. This is Uyaraut - ‘The Diamond in the Rough’.

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Long legs passed one after the other, paws lifting from and meeting the earth as they did. Audits moving and listening for any sounds of life; a lanky bodice moving through the trees of this, to her, unknown land. Creamy brown seekers looking straight in front of the longed legged lady, watching for any signs of life. Paws stopping in their tracks, muzzle raised to sniff the air, faint smells of others, hm I bet this was a home the thought raced through the mind of this creature who stood here. Looking back and forth and all around her, a black paw then placed one in front of the other, picking up the pace as the lanky vixen crossed into an old territory; making sure no one was watching her and then continued on into the home that didn't smell like a home any longer, instead it smelled of dead souls and abandonment. Black audits moving around, listening for others, her snout staying alert as did her creamy brown eyes. Frekari didn't really know if she was trespassing or not, in fact it smelled as if she wasn't; but that may not be the case. Regardless she felt like she could take her chances here apparently, not knowing what lurked in the shadows as she continued into the foreign territory.

When she did finally stop, she hadn't gone very far from the faint border markings, only far enough to not be seen by prying eyes; or so she hoped. Big ears perked and slowly moving around the spot she was in, looking up to the trees towering over her and squinting at the light shining through here and there, the wind blowing through her fur, offering to cool her bodice off in the heat, opening her maw to taste the air once more. Alone at last the words slipped from her maw carelessly and light in the air; she had a light and nice voice to her. She'd traveled for days to get here, to this place. Kari didn't exactly know where she was or who was around but she sure was gonna find out sooner or later. Lowering her rump to the ground; she lapped at her chest to clean it off, her white patch becoming white again after not having time to stop and clean her fur. Ears laid back on her head and her cranium snapped up at the sound of rustling, lips suddenly pulled back into a snarl and showing her pearly white canines.

When it turned out to be nothing she let her bodice relax and her facial expression go back to normal. Her ears still back she sat and waited, as if anyone or anything would come; but she sat and she sat still as she did, not moving a muscle except to move her ears at the slightest bit of sound. Closing her eyes and letting her other senses take over.



||but there's a demon inside||

Frekari // vixen // adult // home // kin //


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