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"Well beloved seedling, there is a series of mountains not far from the northern-most part of your territory where the wind curls upward," Larkspur clarified, tossing their darkened muzzle in the direction of up-river. They remembered riding the thermals southward as they returned from their explorations in the snow-covered north of this world, the warm winds curling upward as if to encourage them to soar over the towering protrusions from the land in the wrong direction of their destination. "Though it is as I warned you - cold. The mountain's shadow blocks the sunlight." Although, looking at their sibling's current form, they were tempted to extend the offer of letting Snapdragon ride on their back as had been attempted before in their youth. This time, they were a bit larger than their sibling and their wings were much stronger than when Larkspur was a pup. Would their sibling take offense to the offer of a flight as high as Larkspur preferred to fly? In the altitudes where they worried internally about their sibling's wings freezing over? They let the idea mull through their head while they listened to their sibling's lamenting about their current territory - understandably, Larkspur's wings were short enough to allow decent flight but they weren't a harpy. Weaving through such dense foliage in comparison to flying relatively freely in their old territory was always a bit annoying. "Only due to outside help," they voiced when their sibling commented on their appearance, though proud of their feathers as they were, they straightened up a bit with satisfaction. "You know I struggle when I am too wet - I ruined most of my feathers from the river and escaping the land of fire and spent several months molting. Luckily I came across a large, friendly wolf by the name of Reed who assisted me until I could fly again. I am very grateful for their help." They paused, cocking their head curiously - something superb? "Certainly," they agreed, standing back up with open intrigue. --- Text. Speech. Thoughts. |
Muddy River
A wide ravine where a shallow, gentle river flows. Years of drought and silt deposits have built this area into a fertile delta. The river remains low and dry most of the year, staining its waters brown and creating muddy shores.
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