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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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Posted on May 24, 2018 at 03:23:27 AM by GRIMOIRE

Grimoire�s fiendish eyes smiled at Segin�s responses. Despite his ignorant mind, his body knew exactly how to react. She took time to admire the broadness of his chest and shoulders - he�d been such the gentleman to make himself look larger for her. Intellectually, he seemed perturbed when he followed her gaze to his brindling. The sight made her paws ticklish. He was brawny and dangerous simply because of his shear size, but he still managed to be adorable. How many characteristics could he check on her list of attraction?

He stepped toward her aggressively. Oo. Her heart leaped. Check forceful off the list. Would he yell at her too? Her eyes rounded at his remarkably literal interpretation of her flirtatious statement. Still, it�d brought him closer� how riled up could she get him? She teased, �Aw, timid are we? I can be gentle.� She bared her teeth at him, lightheartedly, with a grin on the edges of her expression. He took a step toward her again, and she let her tail curl over her back.

Then he referenced to the stick habit. AH! Drop it! The stick was dead and no good. It spoiled moods and was embarrassing. But, despite himself, Segin asked excellent questions even if he seemed unwilling to really learn the answers. Still, ever the lady, Grimoire sought to answer the inquiry, �Because reputation can be a weapon of chaos; I would prefer mine to cause wolves� discomfort rather than humor.�

Her legs became stiff, and her nose tilted toward her throat. Her eyes gleamed intensely when she asked him importantly, �Do you know the Demon faith?� It�s philosophy was her life. It was the reasoning behind all of her actions. It seemed a dead religion in Moladion, though many served it without being aware. Grimoire tilted her head at the thought� perhaps she needed to a raise some faithfuls? She consider Segin as a father. Segin didn�t seem influenceable because he didn�t like complicated thought, but she doubt he would care much what she�d teach puppies.

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