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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Through The Smoke And Flames,

All he remembered was the strange feelings that shook him to his core. When he awoke, he felt a strange feeling over him even then. Something different was inside of him, it sounded odd to him and made him wonder if he hit his head too hard. He went to rub it, lowering his massive cranium down to his paws - And that's when he felt the lump on his left side. He expected main, but there wasn't any. Instead it had this itch, that's when he felt the other lump on his right side. His rubies widened as he wondered what the hell was going on with him.

He stumbled to his feet to regain his balance, that's when he remembered what he was doing out here to begin with. He went towards the turkey that he had killed and opened his jaws to pick it up - But the knobs on his head began to itch severely. He grunted and looked around to see if anyone else was having these issues but couldn't see anyone. He had a weird name floating around in his head, but couldn't grasp it to his tongue. His eyes locked onto and older buck, scraping it antlers against the bark of the trees.

It gave him the idea to try to do it himself to get rid of the itch. He rubbed the knobs against the hard bark of the pine he was nearest to, finding relief in the solution. Once he found the itch was gone, he pulled his large form from the tree. He went to his kill and lifted the large bird with his powerful jaws and began to trudge forward to where he came from - In hopes that Sako had not been up after he had left. He wanted to surprise the beautiful warrioress . . .

On The Frontlines Of War

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