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 Forest’s 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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"No! Leave her alone! Cayor!" The girl screamed out, trying to get around the two wolves that are blocking her path. The little blind pup turned around at the sound of her sister's voice. The other "guard" snarled, grabbing the pup between her shoulder blades and throwing her to the side, her tiny body hitting the ground and skidding closely to the edge of the cliff. The little one tried to get up but failed. Aminta cried out. A second passes before the guard pushes the body of her sister down the cliff. Aminta screams, snarling a warning to the two wolves in front of her. "From this day on, you have made an enemy of me. You take what belongs to me. You take my only sister. You took my parents! You took my LIFE! YOU TOOK EVERYTHING THAT WAS DEAR TO ME AND YOU THREW IT DOWN THE CLIFF LIKE YOU JUST DID TO MY LITTLE SISTER!" The three wolves slowly backed away from the angry she wolf. She lashed out, faster than the wolves could see, and tore the throat out of the one on her right. "Remember this day, for it is the day that you will remember until you die!" After a minute, the she wolf snarled and turned around. An hour later she was on her way to a place where she knew that she would get a new lease on life.

It had been a year. One year since that had gone down. The blue eyed she wolf walked on an unfamiliar land. The sun was flitting on her pelt, making the red stand out on the grey of her fur. Aminta sighed, her eyes scanning the land as her stomach rumbled. She sighed again, her ice blue eyes scanning the land, spotting a hare a few feet from her. Pouncing, she misses by a few seconds. The hare leaps into safety and Aminta snarls. Walking a few feet more, she lies down, her stomach rumbling with hunger. She was emaciated, her ribs showed through her coat, her eyes flitted from side to side, watching everything. Her blue eyes shined with unshed tears. It was her fault that her little sister had been thrown off the cliff. If she had complied with what was asked of her, perhaps both of them would’ve been here now. But no, she knew, her sister would’ve been killed either way. The Guard of Trayal had no use for the blind, deaf, or those who were missing limbs. And yet, they called themselves “The protectors”, when their own faith had them exterminating those of them who were born blind, deaf, or those who were missing limbs. What use was there for her to stay? None. Two wolves had accompanied her, yet they went back to the guard once they had taken her to the woods near Blossom. She had sensed the magic moments before she entered.

Two minutes had passed before the she wolf’s nose twitched. She lifted her head, delighting in the scent of two rabbits, one injured. She stood up, her head turning to look at the rabbits. She lopes over to them, the uninjured rabbit running off as they smelled her. The injured rabbit was too slow, she could smell the pus of its infected limb and she jumps on it, biting its neck. Relishing in the flavor of the warm blood from the rabbit that coats her tongue, she snaps the head off, throwing it to the side. The rabbit is devoured in less than a minute, the infected leg splashing into the water. Two minutes pass as the she wolf yawns, stretching. Her sleepy eyes look around her, her ears twitching this way and that, listening to the chirping of the birds. Whether one would want to interrupt her or not, she was an easy going wolf unless, of course, you dared harm anyone in front of her.


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