A small collection of pine trees and ferns huddled together, with a handful of old, mossy dens hidden underneath the emerald undergrowth. Dense clumps of grass and several breeds of flowers are dotted around too.

Seems a bit dull to the naked eye, but caught by one with wind imagination, it -could- be something of beauty. The overhanging willows and collection of ferns often glisten a emerald colour whenever the sun shines. Although, the thick sludge and strange creatures made it hard to travel through and possibly a death trap.

This small clearing is where a past leader were let to rest. A big part in the packs history, Tamaya was the first great leader and formed the pack to be as secure as it is. He was buried here to make his life less forgetful, but many of the pack don't even notice it. There is a oak tree marking his grave.

A deep black scar marks the ground near the edge of a cliff. There are many tales that surround what happened here, mostly about the great fight that broke out between the wild wolves there. Other than that, its a normal cliff edge, with a few flowers around; Mostly petaless as they had been blown away in the violent winds.

A unusual colour for a river to be honest. It's currant runs with hints of blue and green, and the odd orange or glitter from fish scales. Not many trees are seen around; it's pretty much open land.

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