Cedar River Pack
ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀʏ
new player sorry for the mess
join date 4/1/22
new player sorry for the mess
join date 4/1/22
The woods are dense and relentless, each step through the thick underbrush a struggle. As you push forward, your eyes scan the ground with every hard-won movement, until something catches your attention—a faint trail etched into the earth. A flicker of hope stirs within you; perhaps, just maybe, this is your way out of the maze of oak trees. The path winds through the thicket, guiding you through sharp twists and turns until it opens into a clearing. But your relief is brief.
Two things immediately seize your senses: the cold, biting winds that lash at your face, and the oppressive gloom that hangs heavy in the air. The sun is hidden behind a blanket of dark clouds, casting the clearing into an eerie twilight. You stand at the edge of the forest, hesitating behind the ancient oaks that frame the open space. A storm seems inevitable.
As you take in the scene before you, the clearing reveals itself to be the edge of a towering cliff, its jagged face meeting a restless ocean below. Shale boulders rise from the ground like ancient sentinels, their weathered forms standing as silent witnesses to time's passage. The ground is uneven, scattered with tufts of sea grass flattened by the wind. Overhead, gulls cry as they soar, their voices lost beneath the deafening roar of the waves crashing relentlessly against the cliffs.
You step forward, leaving the shelter of the forest behind. A pair of sharp, bright green eyes gleam from the shadows, watching you closely. Unseen, a creature has been lurking here, blending seamlessly into the dark landscape. The wolf approaches, her movements confident yet her ears reveal a mix of curiosity and disdain. She halts a few paces away, lip curled in a silent snarl. "We do not often receive visitors in this land," she rumbles...
Two things immediately seize your senses: the cold, biting winds that lash at your face, and the oppressive gloom that hangs heavy in the air. The sun is hidden behind a blanket of dark clouds, casting the clearing into an eerie twilight. You stand at the edge of the forest, hesitating behind the ancient oaks that frame the open space. A storm seems inevitable.
As you take in the scene before you, the clearing reveals itself to be the edge of a towering cliff, its jagged face meeting a restless ocean below. Shale boulders rise from the ground like ancient sentinels, their weathered forms standing as silent witnesses to time's passage. The ground is uneven, scattered with tufts of sea grass flattened by the wind. Overhead, gulls cry as they soar, their voices lost beneath the deafening roar of the waves crashing relentlessly against the cliffs.
You step forward, leaving the shelter of the forest behind. A pair of sharp, bright green eyes gleam from the shadows, watching you closely. Unseen, a creature has been lurking here, blending seamlessly into the dark landscape. The wolf approaches, her movements confident yet her ears reveal a mix of curiosity and disdain. She halts a few paces away, lip curled in a silent snarl. "We do not often receive visitors in this land," she rumbles...
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