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’.


{we cant all be cheerful}

The ess couldn't helo but think of what had happened in her fainting spell. But her mind was clear of it when Kershov had spoken, obviously striking a nerve with her joking. Insulting was never my intention your highness, it was merely a joke. and it was, Milo wasn't the one to intentionally insult others with her words. She was lighthearted and tried to joke with them all. When he stood, she got to her grey paws, focusing on standing and when she'd done that moving to stand near Kershov. I do not yet know what my pack looks like, but now that I know you run a great pack, I want to offer you an alliance, between Uyaraut and Wudubearo. And maybe a friendship between you and I she spoke excitedly about the alliance and then about the friendship. Sure he didn't have to accept either but that didn't mean that she couldn't be excited about it.

The first brute appeared, who Milo dipped her cranium to. Listening to him mention the weather, offering a toothy grin. Milo was back to her playful self, dwelling deeper and deeper into the child like mindset of her personality, blocking out all remnants of her past, the ones that had been dug up during her time that she had fainted. Right now she had no one to trust that in so she turned to forgetting it rather than to face it. The next to come up was a kalak, but when she spoke it was nothing but sarcasm and sass. A chuckle escaping her maw as her plume swayed behind her. The other femme fatal called her a stray, to which technically she was a stray here. She was much different than the three so far and she did smell different, she had a different pack scent on her. Her plume wagged nonetheless, tongue lolling from her maw as she panted happily.

queen of wudubearo - no love - no pups - allied to none


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