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.

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She yawned, as if the words that I spoke bored her. But, before long she spoke, her words redundant as if she either forgot what she had previously said, or as if she was trying to convince herself of it all. She claimed that the packlands of Munashii Gekko was the best possible option for packlands, but I wonder if that is true. There are more prosperous lands, more established lands but they would have required being taken. And yet no fate is certain, no land secure from the wrath of Mother Nature and the gods is there? I am all too well aware of them and of their anger and ferocity. I can recall all too vividly the raining fire that set the earth ablaze, the trembling from the very soul of the earth, the way the once blue sky darkened overheard with ash and soot. It was as if the very underworld itself had crawled out of the abyss to destroy the land. And yet once Saw Tooth had been the most formidable and respected pack. But whether the gods had done it in sorrow for Moth's death, anger for Cai leaving, to make the rest of us leave or for mere sport I cannot say.

It is odd, I think, that just as soon as I thought about her incessant happiness that she begins to show a more varied palette of emotions. Already my mind is cracked, battered and bruised. I live with the knowledge that I have random and unexpected period where I am in a fugue state; I have no desire for others to invade the privacy of it. It is not only because I do not want them to see what lies within, but I do not want to have to wonder who it is that is able to have such powers.

Absently I roll my shoulders, shaking such the ridiculous idea of telekinesis from my thoughts and instead try to focus on Milo herself. I realize she has left a huge gap in the conversation, a hole for it be continued should I choose to probe deeper. I don't want to - I just want to return to Munashii Gekko and relax, I just want to rest. After all I did not bring myself there, but rather wandered there during one of my aforementioned fugue states. Yes, it was my choice to stay, but that does not change the fact that it was not my initial intention to go there. But I am tired from my unknown wandering, and I wonder why just once it could be that I awake to find myself in a den and well rested. Perhaps that is not my path - each time I do awake, it is in a new spot, a new place and I am presented with a choice such as I had been this time.

I sigh and grit my teeth against one another for a brief moment before releasing my tensed jaw to speak once again. It had been my choice to stay within the pack, and part of being a pack member was interacting with others. It surely is not the part that I was looking forward to, but it is the part I must do none the less. "So... you mentioned having another pack? Where was that, and where are they now?" I know this will open up a whole new dialogue. That she will in return as me about my past. Will I be able to speak of it without allowing the emotions associated with those very memories to break through the dam? Normally it would not be an issue, but most days I would not even be contemplating speaking of such things, let alone have my defenses already weakened by the site of Kirastasia. I pause, almost stopping my monologue and questioning, but then a thought crosses my mind. One of the traits of the previous Kahlan aside from her willingness to always help, her empathy and talkativeness was her curiosity, and just a drop of it manages to leak in now but I don't push it away. Milo said she used to have a pack... why did she not now? What had happened to them? It was a logical thought, not only for curiosity's sake but for my own safety - if she was not a proper Alphess or did not have the capabilities to hold her pack, then my safety and the safety of the others was not guaranteed. A wicked twinkle enters my eye - I know it does, for I can feel the slight furrow of my brow, the pursing of my cheeks as I focused upon her, the gentling curling of the corners of my maw and now I know I am hooked - I have to know the answer. "What happened to your old pack, Milo? Are we to suffer the same fate as they, be it good or bad?"

||Kahlan|| ||Broken Heart|| ||Cracked Soul of Munashii Gekko|| ||Zeta|| ||69cm.:.23kg||Adult||


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