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 Forestís 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.


i'll watch over you [Tiresias]

i'll be your protector
Soft shimmering rays of golden light filtered through a overhanging moss curtain. They were fine as silk as the danced across his obsidian muzzle and reflected against closed lids. A soft moan left his lips as he tucked his nose to escape the light, but still the warmth penetrated his skin and he knew there was no escaping it. Shadowed lids fluttered open slowly, letting the pupils of his eyes readjust to the incoming light so he would not be blinded. Glacial pools stared out above the ocean, it waves softly breaking against the shoreline; it was slowly receding and the trail up to their den was being revealed once more. Castiel watched quietly from the entrance of the den, his mind wandering through the days tasks or things to be done. First priority was breakfast and then after that it was really up to the boys to do what they pleased. There were days that Castiel would go out and traverse the lands to try and get a better understanding of what had happened in his absence. Some days he would awake to find Tiresias gone, and although it worried him slightly he knew that Tiresias was not far from him. He could still feel that subtle warmth that was characteristic of Tiresiasí presence.

That was another thing Cas was still understandingówhat in him had changed?

He knew that it was not normal to feel the presence of other wolves, in the way that he felt Tiresiasí. Whatever the connection between the two brutes, it was magical. That was all he had determined as of now. Even when he had come into contact with other wolves he did not feel this same warmth. He still got the feeling of someone watching him when there was others around, but it did not elicit the same physical response as Tiresias did. That subtle warmth that enveloped his chest, the way his mind could slowly work to process where Tiresias might have been, or how far he potentially was. Cas never tested these theories because he assumed Tiresias had left to get some alone time or go out and meet new wolves as well, just like he did on occasion. Mostly he stuck around though in case his friend was to get in trouble and the fact that he enjoyed spending time with Tiresias. The time he spent with the kalak was time that brought him out of his own thoughts and forced him to come out of the dark recesses of his heart. One could say that maybe, just maybe Tiresias was starting to break through Casí hard exterior and chip through to his heart. Tiresias was the only wolf that Cas trusted now, he knew no other wolf as well as him. Although he couldnít claim to have tried very hard to find other wolves. There had only been one time that Castiel had wandered anywhere near what had once been his home. Castiel knew that somewhere beyond that scent was his brother Vlad, Seraphina, and Aindreas. His family was in there, but he didnít dare to call out or go in, he had merely sat at the border that day contemplating the life he could have had. Would he trade it all to go back?

No, he wouldnít. Cas, for all the pain he had endured, was content in the life he was living. Tiresias, contrary to what he would admit, had become his world. Their friendship was keeping him steady and happy, even.

Cas looked back and saw the sleeping figure of Tiresias and he smiled softly, before rising quietly and padding silently out of the den. The light of sun promised that today would be a warm one and the start of spring. Castiel shook out his coat to rid it of the cavernís dust and musty smell, before he started into a gentle trot down to the tide pools that remained. He saw the glint of fish swimming through them and thus the promise of breakfast was fulfilled. Castiel hovered one paw over the glassy surface of the water waiting patiently for one to swim towards him. His paw struck at the surface swiftly as he masterfully hooked into the poor fish that had swam to close. It landed on the rocky surface beneath his paw and nipped at the base of the head to kill it quickly. He repeated this to get one more fish before he decided that maybe he ought to catch a woodland prey in case Tiresias didnít like fish. He quickly caught a squirrel and then gathered up the bounty to take back. He trotted somewhat proudly back to the den, a smile lifting his lips. He came in quietly so as not to disturb Tiresias if had not woken yet, I brought you breakfast. Thereís fish or a squirrel if you decide that fish is not palatable to you. Castiel set the prey down and took one of the fish for himself before he padded back to the entrance of the den. He laid down in the sun, basking in its warmth as he ate his breakfast.

i'll be your guardian angel

~ Castiel ~ Brother to Vladimir ~ Lost Heir ~ Haunted ~ Alesana ~

Table Credit to Morgin <3


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