Enocra Woodland

Pine, spruce and firs alike...
Dense coniferous forests cover the woodlands, with clearings, paths and the occasional wildberry shrub throughout. Pine, spruce and fir make up much of the forest in the east, with the forest becoming swampier in the west towards Mecor Valley. In the west, cypress trees dominate, with fallen trees creating bridges across and throughout the stillwaters.

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Kweku
male -- 40 inches -- 210 pounds -- loner -- no mate -- no imprint
Her instinctual aggression did not phase him - if anything, it made his heart flutter with excitement as her lips peeled back and her snarl lashed out at him. His own lips peeled back to reveal an amused smirk though he held back in those moments to give her the space she seemed to enjoy so much. For now, at least. Her jealousy excited him even more, so much so that the smallest hint of a laugh passed through his teeth. "Would you hunt them down if I said yes?" He teased as he leaned in towards her and met her eyes with a glisten of challenge. "Nobody was interesting enough. That's why I came searching." She prowled about him and he reveled in the attention despite his best efforts to hide it.

He listened closely as she explained just where she had been and perked up at her mention of food; though he did not feel a particular hunger, for anything but her perhaps, he understood the undertow of what she meant. At least, he thought so. Did that mean she desired to hunt? He finally moved to meet her eyes then, having pivoted to cut across her circling path as his tail gave a slow wave. "Is that an offer?" It seemed it had been for she moved passed him and beyond but he followed nonetheless.

Wordlessly, he moved in a wide arc in order to intercept her once more; he loped, broad and heavy steps before he cut in front of her with a snap of his teeth, metallic and challenging before he moved away again. He paused, dared her forward, but took off at a lope before she could come close; it was then that he pivoted again, head low and tail arced ever so slightly, as he moved to nip the fur of her chest. He dared to touch, almost dared to have her punish him for such brazen behavior.

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