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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If it kills you, then you deserve to die.
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Menkhet
i'm glad i learned that the universe
runs on death - it's more
beautiful to know.

Menkhet waited with little reaction, how could she of them all react to the death of a stranger none the less and yet she was unsure if that would come to out hear in the future. Still, with the fact he gave a wave of his tail, it fed her curiosity as she tilted her dial ever so slightly not quite ready to drop her facade and none too ready to entirely approach just yet. Her gaze met the males and she had taken the moment to study him in silence as she debated her choices. The male at the very least didn’t give off the impression of an aggressor so perhaps she need not skirt by with her act after all but what was true of the male she did not know.

Shaking her pelt out dislodging some snow that had coated her back the fem changed her posture if ever so slightly. ‘I showed him mercy.’ had caught her attention from the male. Her eyes drifted over the scene before her it looked no different from murder, surely most pack wolves would question it more. Eyeing the male carefully she pressed closer to the males' prize as she had begun to speak. “Ah, what pity. A sickly creature O’ Stranger mine? Certainly not something you wish to be near, yes?” The fem took a moment and inhaled deeply attempting to grasp a better understanding. “What was the illness do you suppose?” Menkhet was attempting to circle close enough to stand on the other side of the carcass never willing to let her gaze leave the male. After all, he was the one who had a fresh kill here, so would he really find it all that odd.

The tips of her teeth were exposed slightly and her pink tongue swiped across her lips. “What would you do with them O’ stranger mine? Do you wish to bury them?” Menkhet couldn’t quite bring herself to waste a meal she had smelt no disease on but if that is what the male so chose it wouldn’t be as though she couldn't return once he left the area to reclaim such a prize though perhaps she would force another response from him. Menkhet’s paw moved idly closer to the carcass in order to gauge the males' reaction, after all, it was curious all the same the male and the corpse before her. The fact the meal would not be as delectable cold lead disappointment to settle on her features, this was the only true emotion this death could achieve.

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sekhmet x kweku - two - asteraia
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