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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Dance my little puppets,
IP: 75.100.38.12
Posted on May 10, 2018 at 03:49:19 AM by GRIMOIRE

Consumed by her destructive activity, Grimoire chose to ignore the prickling of her fur, which she mistook for winter restlessness. Reflection would cause her to curse her negligence and her hormones. It seemed both had been determined to keep her completely ignorant of the company so that they might do with her what they pleased. As a result of the mistake, she startled and froze, eyes round at his charmingly abrasive voice. Stick clenched tightly between her teeth, she turned her head up to him. In a flurry of correction, Grimoire spat the stick out and kicked it behind her via catching it on the claws of one of her rear paws and sweeping it behind her as she stood up.

“Ah...ha! Segin,” She greeted like a puppy trying to make light of being caught misbehaving, which she swiftly corrected with a light toe forward and half lidded eyes. She repeated his name more tasteful with a sultry all-knowing sound, “Segin.”

The extra greeting really just bought her another moment to answer his question; surprisingly, amongst the myriad of bizarre things Grimoire could rationalize, she never once questioned why stick-chewing was satisfying. The sound or feel? Maybe the splinters flossed her teeth… His teeth were remarkable. White, gleaming... dangerous. They complimented his impressive stature. Those brindle accents served to accentuate his bulky muscle. Had Segin been so handsomely mature a season ago? Maybe she could trace the brindling with her tongue. Oh wait. What had she been considering for an answer to his question? …She’d forgotten.

“I don’t know. There is no particular greatness about it to enjoy, so let’s not mention my - erm - strangeness to anyone else, hmm, babe?… Besides, I would enjoy you far more,” Grimoire pivoted slightly, inviting Segin closer. Toying with the idea of mating in late fall was always fun. Everyone was a bit more rowdy and extraordinarily entertaining to rile up. It was totally different than acting on her winter instincts; this was pure fun. No strings attached.

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