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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Salt bit into the shallow wounds all across his abdomen as the waves pushed and pulled at the lavish layers of black and iron. The hoof print bruises were being agitated once more by the rough caress of the waves that threaten to roll his body among the finely shattered pieces of glass and entrap him under its breathless covers. It wanted to leave him breathless with its power and his body lifeless among its embrace, but Castiel sat sternal with his claws digging deeper and deeper into the finely ground particulates holding his battered body proudly against the waves. For once the ex-prince seemed to regain the regality that ran in his veins and seeped throughout his whole body, but he felt little connection to that old part of his body. He hardly recognized the distorted reflection that would stare back at him as the wave rolled over the shore, lulling for only a split second to give a mirror of sorts. Instead of the golden, ice flecked orbs that had once viewed the world, there instead was a pair of glimmering, glassy pools of ice that stared back at him. The light grays that had once washed over the prince in ash, had become akin to steel and onyx that blended into a thick palette of fur that covered his toned body. Sleek boned cheeks, tall pinnae, and glinting pearl daggers reflected back at him incredulously, mocking him, reminding him.

He knew exactly the pattern of the marks that now covered his body, it had once been the warmth of Merloís blood seeping out of his wounds. Castiel had bathed in the blood as if it had been his own massacre masterpiece, but instead it had been his attempt to save the only wolf he had ever lovedÖ A slow ebbing coldness began to seep out from the walls of his heartís cavern, a shiver rippled down the young titanís spine, causing furs the stand at attention and then flutter back into place; only slightly disturbed. Black lids closed over the glacier pools, and in the darkness of mind there seemed to be a light illuminating a figure in the distance, one that Castiel would have known from anywhere. Merloís tall figurine stood proud, haloed in the light. In his mindís eye, the young lover felt his heart racing and his limbs wanting to badly to move and yet he remained still. Frustration and anger began to boil up in his chest, releasing that slow moving coldness, but a small innocent part of Castiel remained bound to him; a piece of him that still knew love, and depth of its healing powers.

Please, come back! Donít leave meÖ please help me, Iím so lostÖ

The words escaped in soft whisper from his lips, but in his head he was screaming, fighting, wanting with all his might to follow that soft haloed figure. MerloÖ Tears welled under those onyx laden lids, fighting to desperately to reach his love, a soft voice echoed back to him, Youíll be alright. It echoed softly over and over, but as he listened more closely he realized that this voice was real. Gentle breaths of warm air broke over in small gaps across his shoulder, and the voice was asking if he was okay. Castiel turned, still in a daze, hoping and praying that maybe his Merlo had returned. A soft haze of reds and blacks, with emerald pools stared back into his bleary, teary eyed gaze. A tear drop fell from each of his crystalline glaciers, creating a dark streak amongst the blackness that covered his faÁade, before he blinked away the film of saltine tears. A deep breath of the other maleís cologne revealed that it was not Merlo, but instead someone from his past. A memory drudged up from the depths of his mind, they had been younger then, and the boy in front of him had been covered in the smoky scent of the fire that had ravaged his pack. There had been another woman there, but Castiel could only focus on the young titan, nameless but familiar.

I guess it depends on what you view as Ďalrightí, but Iíd rather not focus on that, because I associate too much pain with being alright. Castiel intoned quietly, his voice was soft, but still loud enough to reach over the waves. His crumpled limbs lifted up his carriage so he stood nose to nose with the other young male. Vivid glacial pools stared into the evergreen forests of the other, as if sky had met earth. Castiel felt himself grounded, Would it be true that we share a memory along this shore, when it was once lined by a lake rather than this endless ocean? Only I find myself at a loss to recall a name to your familiar gaze and face. Call me Castiel, though I find I might not be so deserving of that name any longer. I am hardly an angel. his vocals stayed strong until the last sentence, which hardly made it out as a whisper.
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i'll be your guardian angel

~ Castiel ~ Brother to Vladimir ~ Lost Heir ~ Haunted ~ Alesana ~

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