When solid ground grows soft with emerald moss and rivulets of black mud, and coffee-colored water pours slowly around the trunks of densely carpeted trees, this marks the beginning of Laod Mor: the swamp of Blossom Forest. Time itself seems to slow to a soporific crawl . . . the humid jungle air grows stagnant, thick with the scent of rich flooded earth and an abundance of green things that can be found nowhere else—except perhaps Caidir Olc. In some areas of the swamp, water rises so high the only way to cross it is to crawl across fallen logs or massive roots arching from their liquid beds; in other places a wolf might wade easily through the mire—or find a fortunate stretch of mostly dry earth. Pieces of the great river, Glaesfaet Sceawere, also slice through from time to time: small falls that feed into surprisingly clear pools, only to terminate into tar-like pits. Of course, Laod Mor’s beauty shines brightest at night. Here, fireflies gather at all times of the year . . . suffusing the shadowy place with millions of twinkling lights.

Those looking to hunt here of course find a myriad of water prey, including caiman, turtles, fish, crayfish, otters, and toads.


What is mine should be cherished

♘Níl eagla orm ar bhás, ach amháin de ghrá.♘

Raz watched from the sidelines as a creature of a lighter coat then his moved towards his mate and then licked her. He felt a growl rise in his throat and it surprised him when the noise actually came out. Raz wasn’t supposed to make any sound, well at least that’s what his father had told him. That Raz was broken and could not use any noise, so he never tried. Though seeing another male touch his female in a somewhat intimate way made him just want to snarl and just start attacking the male. Panda he wandered from his side at some point and he had been tracking her. Little did he know she’d show up here with another male. His paws worked faster than his mind did and Raz pushed his way between the male and his mate. His lip went up in a snarl and to his surprise a snarl came from his throat. His body pushing his female back from the offending male. Raz stood taller than this male so he was looking down upon him, daring him to try something, at the same time Raz felt something was off about this male.

♘Níl a fhios agam an féidir liom grá, ach leatsa, déanfainn iarracht♘

♘ Mute ♘ Mated to Pandora ♘ Looking for a pack ♘ 197 words


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