Glaesfaet Sceawere is the name gifted to the mother river that flows through the center of Blossom Forest, bringing life and sustenance to all of the lands. It breaks off in many places, giving birth to smaller streams and estuaries, but the main body flows from the lake high in the north in Dierne Hrof all the way south down through Uyaraut to empty into the ocean. It is a fresh water river, but down through Uyaraut, the salt water does taint it. In places, parts of the river are underground and run through caverns unseen from aboveground.

Water buffalo grace these shores - with plenty of meat, though at a dangerous cost. Many river trout leap upstream daily.


Way of the Warrior

Aindreas' meeting with Motionless had been informative if nothing else. Not only has she run into Drizzt recently and made him into her Beta, she had informed Aindreas about the growing danger of the vampires. When the snowed King had undergone his change, the voices had told him about the things he would be responsible for-especially vampires. But he has yet to run into any of them and though he felt their darkness emanating from the cavern system, he had yet to explore it. Instead, he had been trying to strengthen his own pack, so that it would be able to with stand the dangerous future ahead. He thought he had had time, he thought that there would be plenty of time - weeks and months even - before he would have to deal with the bloodsuckers. But if what Motionless said was true, he had hardly any time at all. The vampire queen, whoever she was, was planning on overthrowing motionless and taking the darkened land of Caidir Olc for herself. Aindreas could not say that it was not a good fit, after all it along with Graes had always been places for those of dark intent. Motionless, and her kindness, had not seemed to fit there. But that did not mean that he wanted the vampires to take over. They were his mortal enemies, and would be dangerous foes. Even more so considering their hunger for the mystical Arcus Irae - The colorful in rainbow sorted wolves that he had yet to meet. But apparently, he was meant to be there protectors, and would be bonded to move some in a way similar to how he was bonded to his soulmate.

Aindreas smiled as he thought about very wolf - his soulmate. He had yet to tell her that she was such, because he was sure that she would not take it well. How would anyone take it well when a stranger, a wolf they had met only moments before, told them that they were meant to be together. More than that, the Titan was terrified that she might not feel the same. For that was the dangerous part about being a tempest was it not? Even though they had soulmates destined for them, wolves of their preferred gender with whom extraordinary love was possible, there is no guarantee that feelings would be mutual. It was terrifying really, that could be anyone, even your worst enemy. Vastly had he felt himself lucky that she was not his enemy. Still, he has acted a fool around her, awkward and shy, and he was sure that she would never be able to develop feelings for him. Was he so destined to never have pups again? To never feel love again and to have himself loved in return? It was a sad possibility for his future, and he could only hope and be optimistic that he would meet her again, that he would have the opportunity to change her mind.

The hessian was making his way back from the sacred stones toward his pack, and have been following along the river side. He saw a singular wolf by a boulder and thought nothing of it, but just as he was about to change his direction in order to avoid the brute, he saw something spectacular emerge from hiding -something that could be nothing other than an Arcus Irae. There was a sunshine, a sunrise, or perhaps even a sunset painted upon her , and she was both beautiful and delicate. Aindreas New immediately that she was one of the rainbows that he had learned about, one of the walls that he was meant to protect. But would she be one of his? Would she be one of his wards? How would he know? He had had an immediate connectivity and and pull to Mai, but would it be the same? Or perhaps did the rainbows choose their protectors themselves? Aindreas did not know the answer, but he approached the pair nonetheless, his bright blue pools peering down at the pup. "Are you alright, little one?"


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