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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Falling, crashing, tumbling. He was lost in his own mind,but he didn't remember falling asleep. All he could think of was how he had just up and left Sally and his home without a word. He missed her face, her tattered clothing and the smell of her. What was he to do now? He could picture everything he loved but couldn't touch it. Was he finally stuck? His vivid dreams came to a halt quickly as water washed up to his nares as he breathed in - Sending him to a coughing fit.

He coughed up a good amount of salt water, before gazing at his paws below him. Eyes like Jack-O-Lanterns surrounded in black when wide as he stumbled back. "What the . . . ?" He ran to a tide pool, checking his reflection that was lit by moonlight. A look of shock crossed his face - and then disgust. What was this body he was put in?

"I have the same features as before . . . But I am not me! What is going on . . . ?" He said, inspecting his face, and markings. What was this place? He squinted at his reflection.





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