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.


the war has just begun

As soon as the other had shifted his head towards him, Kijika met his gaze. The other brute now standing as he spoke his words. Kij took this opportunity to rise and look towards the brute. He heard his words; they clicked in his head and it took Kij a few before he could get any words out; studying the other kalak. He was it. He was his mission. To seek the heir and take the throne from him. His entire life's training was literally dependable on this brute in front of him. "I am Kijika; I wished to intrude upon your solitude. And you are? He needed his name to confirm that this kalak was the one he was looking for. If he was not, well he was kinda handsome and Kijika didn't mind sticking around and talking to a handsome brute like this one. Even if it puts his mission in a state of panic if he doesn't find said brute. Kijika took the extra time to look over the brute again; studying his muscles and looking at the shine his pelt held.

Ears laid flat as he stood there, waiting for a response from the brute. Tensing and un-tensing his muscles over and over as he waited. Ears perked by now and waiting for an answer from the brute. Privacy doesn't come often when you lay out in the open like you were. he chuckled lightly, trying to make small talk even though he was horrible at it. Turning his attention towards the lake, his head snapping towards it. Looking at the view of it; sort of in awe at it as he waited for the varg to speak again.

there's no hope for those who stand in my way
Kijika || male || teen || love ||


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