Fir Chilis is the name given to the dense string of forested land that fills much of Blossom Forest. There are two different populations, depending on where in the land you are. To the north lays the deciduous forest, full of maples, oaks, birches, and beeches. To the south lay a coniferous forest full of pines and firs. No matter where you are, the trees shelter you from the sun and the rain and the snow. Take care not to get lost in the woods however - you may never find your way out. There are other dangerous here too - predators waiting for their own prey. While the land is prosperous they do not pose too much of a threat, but whenever famine or drought hits, they will attack anything... even other Putnar.

Those looking to hunt will find the forests well stocked - there are white-tailed deer, turkeys, red squirrels, chipmunks, mermots, and moose.

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ANASTASIA
wudubearo .x. of age .x. female .x. loveless .x. controlled by kyleigh

I CAN FEEL YOUR BAD VIBRATIONS


Run. Run. Get away! There was something about the frosted terrain that just urged for Anastasia to flee. But she could not place this odd feeling. Her steel gray hues could not find this source of danger that lurked so deeply within her delicate frame. So her short pillars edged forward, weighed heavily down by the sudden sense of unease. The small wolfess kept her skull low, and her audits alert, as always. As she maneuvers through the landscape, she is met with the potent perfume of the pines. At first, the birds that have nestled in the treetops surrounding her are in action, squawking to one another in conversation.. Or perhaps they were screeching to one another in warning.

Because, in an instant, they were gone. Some had fled, and the remaining numbers grew deadly quiet. And so had everything else, it seemed. Anastasia froze in her tracks now, the pads of her paws numbing in the slightest against the bitter chill of the earth. Her neck contorted, looking frantically to each of her sides for any sign of what had scared them off. She had left all of her fears, all of the horrors, behind in her home pack. What was there for her to be so afraid of now?

And then it erupted. An enormous BOOOM! that sent the remaining birds into flight, and sent Anastasia’s petite silhouette to the earth. She wanted to cower, to cover her mask with her paws. However, a familiar scent reached her nares. A few familiar scents, actually, but mostly, she picks up the perfume of Milo. The idea that her pack mates were present, as well as her Queen, causes the small femme to struggle back onto her paws. Her limbs are burning now; an intense tingling that slowly progresses to the rest of her frame. She must get to them. She wants to call out to them, but the lyrics never meet her kissers. Anastasia’s heart begins to beat wildly in her chest, and then her spheres are met with a blinding sight. A wave of color erupts through the land, and Anastasia is met with another ripple of sensation. It feels like she’s taken a violent hit, and the air is forced from out of her chest cavity. The tingling in her body intensifies, and her veins are inhabited by a foreign burn. The sudden feel weighs down on the girl, and almost instantly, her pillars give out from beneath her. Her delicate silhouette collapses onto the cold earth with it’s own soft thud, a loud ringing echoing through her cranium, and finally, her vision fails, and everything turns black.

"speak."


ALL AROUND ME. ALL CONSUMING
CORRUPTING ALL THAT I AM


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