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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.


A Dream of You & Me [Cervidae]


All that glitters is gold; don't believe what you've been told.

Dazzling rainbows of color had exploded over her vision, obliterating anything within her sights. All of it was just a ocean of the visible light spectrum, leaving her breathless, sightless, and unconscious. Behind cream colored lids, soft hazel eyes twitched back and forth rewatching the scene play before her and the series of colors and lights that had covered everything in front of her. Slowly though, even that was covered up by a suffocating darkness and the last thing Sabelle could think of was that this was it. Her life was over and instead of the light she was headed straight to the dark, winding depths of hell. Maybe she deserved it? And then there was only silence and the blackness. It was quiet and peaceful for the first time in months for Sabelle. Left unconscious in the dirt on the first floor, there was no sign of concern on her face. She laid there in peaceful bliss, not knowing that when she awoke her world would be rocked on multiple axes. Little did she know that the woman she had been searching for had found her as she lay there.

A soft groan pulled itself from her lips and she felt the latent throb of a deeply embedded headache. She whined quietly, thinking that she would likely need to find something to take for it. Poppy seeds? Sabelle couldn’t quite think straight and so dropped whatever thought conversation she was trying to have with herself. Sabelle inhaled a deep breath and suddenly her tongue and vomeronasal organ was bathed in a scent that triggered memories to flash before her eyes. A bright field, blinding but warm sunlight bathing her and off in the blurred distance stood her mysterious wolfess. Those honey orbs glinted in the light and Sabelle watched her puppy-self wander around trying to find her way back home. It had been one of their training sessions. Sabelle had been quick on her paws, but the woman had been able to push her skills past the average mark of a pup her age. She had aimed to make her the best of best and Sabelle had loved every minute of it. The mysterious lady had taken her as her own to train and love.

Sabelle’s cream lids fluttered open and she winced as the light hit against the rods in her retina, and slowly the color of the world started to filter back in. She blinked slowly and finally found the courage to peel open her lids. A blurred picture of claws, paws and limbs filled her vision and she tilted her crown upwards trying to catch sight of the figure that stood on these appendages. The soft blend of white and grey coat started to trigger more memories, but still a name evaded her. She felt her head, or rather some extentsion of her head hit the ground preventing her from seeing all the way up. Sabelle rolled herself over and shook her head out, feeling unbalanced, but more curious to see this figure, so familiar and yet still unknown. Soft hazel eyes locked onto honey glazed orbs and they widened in shock, Athene? The name fell from her lips without a second to spare. Her multicolored orbs scanned over her mother, trying to figure out if maybe she had really woken up or maybe her mind was playing tricks on her at this point. There was a lot going on in this moment, unknown to her like the antlers that protruded from her cranium; or the magic that had exploded from the land not that long ago and left her unconscious and filled with its power. What happened? Is this just a dream? Sabelle reached out tentatively unsure of whether to actually touch Athene or not, she was afraid that if this was a dream, it would shatter out of her grasp and she would lose Athene.

People lie, people love, people go, but beauty lies in every soul.
|A Forgotten Soul|

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