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I can add a path on the map if needed!

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He hadn't really left his den much recently other than the pack meeting and to trail behind Ama a bit. Today he felt a pull towards... Somewhere... A tug at his breast, and he decided with the bright sunny weather that echoed through the sky that today was probably a good day to get out and do... Something...

So with that he nudged his Skully goodbye with a small smile and a yip before he headed out towards whatever was yanking on his chest. He thought that it might be important, he hadn't ever felt anything like this before, it was like an anxious cold feeling in his heart and it caused his to trot his way down and down the mountain he currently called home.

The boy passed a beautiful cherry blossom tree, taking a moment to admire the beauty of it. The boy smiled as he stood beneath it, stood at the base with paws on the roots that poked out, taking a deep breath and inhaling the light scent with closed eyes... Then he noticed something... Similar in the air, something he knew, something... Dangerous...

His eyes flung open as he bit his lip with nervousness, the pull was dragging his path along the ground towards the waters that raged down and away from the mountain. Furrowing his eyebrows the Russian blue boy padded to the edges and took a deep breath, remembering the scent of poisons he knew and didn't. It was familiar and yet not... He knew the scent of poison but not this poison...

He could feel the sun beating down warmly on his spine but chose to ignore the warmth that tried to chase away that anxious bucket of water he was feeling. Eyes narrowed as he let out a whimper, smelling the waters that threatened his senses and yet still drew him to its lapping waves...

Waves that once were a crystalline blue, a color that mirrored the sky now mirrored something similar to his own optics, dancing indigo children along the surface of the bouncing liquid before him. Bringing his nose to the edge of the discolored liquid he sniffed at it and tilted his head to the left as he brought a paw out to touch the surface of the strange rushing waves.

Burning suddenly raced through his veins like ice as he yelped and hopped backwards a few times, shaking his paw like mad to try and free it of the burning poison that singed his paw pad. The bottom had been burned by the poisoned liquid that was once clear and had held his previous home. He looked at it with squinting his eyes and he whimpered, sounds that pitched and fell through the empty area near the cherry blossom

Please be aware that continuing to interact with the Plague (or Dre Klage) could lead to IC Consequences!

Rune Discovery: 「 Pending Success! 」

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There’s a gravitational pull you suddenly begin to feel, as if the wind is shifting and swaying your body in a specific direction. Was it all in your head, nothing more than an over active imagination? Or, maybe, this was what you’ve been searching for. That irresistible lure, an invisible rope tied to you and was trying to reel you in with all the strength it had. Whatever was summoning you wanted to be found.

It was from the south, all you would have to do is follow the poisoned river and you are certain you can find it. You have to find it. Internally, there is an unexpected struggle you find yourself facing. Instincts told you to flee, it wasn’t safe here. But what of the other two desires? An unnatural yearn to drink the sweet smelling waters, even as you knew what it truly was. Has it always smelled so delicious? But among these two struggles is whatever was demanding you find it. You have to pick. You must. Will you fall victim to the alluring rapids? Will you flee for the sake of your life? Will you pursue what is calling out to you?

While your mind is tangled in knots, the river grows louder and almost aggressive in nature. What was happening? The water began to bubble next, its color darkening and beginning to resemble a swamp’s slimy muck. Some type of creature was beginning to crawl from the depths…

Skill:

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Something pulled at him like a choke-chain as he stood and stared towards the direction of the yanking feeling at his gut. The waters smelled so sweet but the thought of the burning feeling on his paw falling into his stomach was enough to push him away and the boy limped his way along the river as he headed south.

His mind was twisted with so many thoughts of the river and its poisonous, but oh so delicious, currents and everything involved with the pulling he saw a burbling beneath the surface of the burning liquid...

The water darkened and began to bubble aggressively, the river screamed as he flattened his ears and placed his paws over them to try and suppress the white noise that deafened him.

He sat on his rump, paws to his ears, staring at the slimy murk that seemed to be vomiting up some sort of creature...

What...

...The...

... Fuck...????