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Rising Sun Valley Territories - WOLF - July 16, 2013
Bearclaw Valley
Bearclaw Valley is located to the right from Wapun Meadow and Blackfoot Forest. The steep walls shape the valley into the form a claw. There is only one entrance into this valley. To get to the bottom of the valley one must go through a path filled with huge boulders, rocks and conifers. Once the path is cleared there is a beautiful valley that is the home to Bearclaw Valley Pack. A lazy river supplies the valley with fresh water, open grassy fields surround the water. A thick maple and oak forest lays to the right of the entrance. Be careful though, there are rumors about bears living along with the wolves.
Blackfoot Forest
Although enchanting and sun-dappled by day, the woods transform as night pulls its hood over the treetops, plunging the forest floor beneath into deep shadow. Suddenly, otherwordly cries resonate amidst the trees, calling from every corner of the forest and lingering like ghosts. It's enough to raise the fur on the back of your neck and give you a good spook! These haunting cries fall from the mouths of the forest's main residents: the foxes. They run wild here, taking full advantage of the fact that most other animals give the woods a wide berth on account of the disturbing, disquieting nightly dirges.
Included Areas
Blue Springs Cave: Dug deep into the side of the mountain that looms over Blackfoot Forest, the entry into Blue Springs Cave is but a small opening hidden amongst the trees and a pile of moss-covered boulders. Once found, however, explorers are rewarded with a large network of dark and suffocating tunnels that lead into a main, grand chamber. Strangely, a large spring can be found here, eerily still and crystalline blue, fed by small streams that trickle off the sloping stone walls surrounding it. Other caverns can be found deeper within, some partially filled with water and others steeped in impenetrable darkness. Not an ideal place for claustrophobics. Description written by Atreyu.
Duck Lake
Calm waters and lush flora form a picturesque respite within the lands of the Glacier National Park. The waters are a deep, clear blue and remain abundant with prey year long, making the territory a favorite place of those within the park. The lake is named for its constant visitors, loud and rambunctious ducks. The western edge of the lake is ringed by a tall grove of quaking aspen, forming a sanctuary for all those who visit the land.
Emberwood
Emberwood is a place that immediately puts one at ease. There is a distinct lack of large predators in the area and a resultant abundance of prey animals, making the woods a popular hunting destination The wood is predominantly made up of aspen trees, but a few rugged coniferous trees dot the area here and there, especially on the forest's perimeter. In the autumn months, the wood appears to be ablaze as the aspen foliage bursts into brilliant red, stunning yellow, and smoldering orange. Description written by Red.
Fishblight Mire
The Fishblight Mire is a muddy, stinking wetland that is nearly impossible to traverse. Named mainly for the overwhelming scent of fish and rot, the mire is said to contain sickly wildlife— parents often forbid their offspring from visiting, for fear of catching disease, or perhaps meeting a worse fate. As a result, Fishblight Mire is not often explored. The rare few not easily taken by superstition would find it an ample fishing spot, with rich and meaty catches; but only if they aren't afraid of getting a little stinky and dirty. Description written by Magpie.
Flycatcher Downs
The eastern expanse is as wide-open as the rest of the valley, although the grass is thinner the further south-east one travels, eventually becoming flat and rocky. Eventually the stone cuts away completely, forming geometric cliffs with sheer faces, which then descend in to a dry prairie. Description written by Tryphon.
Fox's Glade
Placed slightly to the west of Wapun meadow, Sundown Valley is much like Wapun Meadow in the many colorful flowers that grow in it's midst. Surrounded by a few sparse spruce trees, the glade has an almost isolated feel to it. A small stream runs through it's center, and a few boulders are strewn through out the valley. It is often inhabited by fox, giving it it's name. Sundown Valley is the name the fox that currently inhabit it have given it. Description written by Kesik.
Jade Fern Grove
Though named for the emerald colored ferns that carpet the floor of this forest, Jade Fern Grove is ever aglow with soft shades of moss, olive and apple. The territory is flat and unbroken except for a few small creeks that wind beneath the cover of the leafy fronds. Littered throughout the grove are tall, thin trees that stand like sentinels, blocking the sun so that it shines in beams of various girth down from the spaces between their leaves. The grove is home to many smaller creatures such as woodchucks, weasels and partridges, and seems to constantly be audience to the sweet symphony of chirping crickets. Description written by Finley.
Lost Creek Hollow
Tucked away in the farther reaches of Rising Sun Valley lies Lost Creek Hollow. Overture Downs opens the doorway into this shrouded wood where the trees tower above the ground like pillars in the hall of a cathedral. The trees create a canopy over much of the territory so that the atmosphere within is cool and shaded with a peace and tranquility few other territories can offer its inhabitants. Winding through the Hollow is a series of small creeks that accumulate in some areas to form wider streams and pools. The greatest of these is Antares Falls located at the Hollow's Westernmost edge just before the forest opens up into a wide valley between the mountains. Here, all of the waterways collide and flow down into the vale over a series of natural steps. The pools that form on these rocky formations are deeper than those that flow throughout the Hollow and thus bustle with salmon during their annual migration to and from the sea. Territory description written by Finley.
Morningside Cuesta
One would never notice as they approached the edge of the gently upward sloping field that the ground is about to drop beneath their feet. Lining the end of the plains in a wide U-shape, the land suddenly gives way to a steep drop facing the Eastern sunrise. The Cuesta's rocky face is a veritable tapestry of smooth, curved ledges and unexpected pitfalls. The ground below evens out once again, stretching towards the neighboring Mudminnow River that traces the Cuesta's wall. Description written by Finley.
Mudminnow River
One time, this river used to be characterized by clear water set atop a bed of cobble, but fine sediment has since accumulated on the bottom; it is rare now that the water runs clear. Most often it is a brown murk, as rainfall and animal activity cause silt and clay particles to suspend in the water column for extended periods of time. Despite this, the river has its merits. Its banks are fertile and support a rich assortment of leafy plants, and thousands of minnows inhabit the water, living along side succulent catfish and eels. Mink and raccoon are especially common here. Description written by Luke.
Noctisardor Bypass
Located at the very east of Otatso Wetlands, it takes about five days of travel from the wetlands to the Bypass. The terrain is protected on all sides by short, narrow mountains. The land the mountains protect is paradise to many creatures. A glimmering creek breaks through the open plains, leading to a large lake, surrounded by rolling hills. The meadows there are vividly green, dotted with wildflowers and no doubt home to many rabbit warrens. Small woodlands are scattered everywhere in the valley, offering shelter from nature. One of the mountains, facing Otatso Wetlands, has a large crack in it that serves as a natural archway. In winter, the north wind blows hard and strong, the land and the mountains itself are usually covered completely by snow. It is an ethereal and beautiful sight year round, though a landslide from a strong downpour littered the edges of the bypass with debris. Description written by Shadow.
Otatso Wetlands
Permanently filled with brackish waters, the Otatso Wetlands provides a challenge for anyone wishing to traverse the territory. Otatso means 'walking stooped' and it describes those who chance a visit to the lush lands appropriately. Flora and fauna can be found within the borders that are unique to only the Otatso, making the wetlands a must see spot within the park. The wetlands are heavily shaded by towering trees that lend the territory an air of mystery, and the ground remains lit only by small shafts of sun and moonlight. Local legends proclaim that spirits of long lost wolves haunt the lands by the light of the full moon, making many wary to visit its strange splendor.
Overture Downs
Just before the land begins to fall in a gentle downward slope towards the Hollow, a meadow welcomes travelers with its warm and wide embrace. The gentle hills that make up these plains are dotted sporadically with leafy deciduous trees whose low-lying branches offer shade in the summer and shelter from the unrelenting snows that sweep across these plains in the winter. Throughout the downs stretches thin streams of water that flow down towards the Hollow. Their banks are surrounded by cattails and bulrush and simply teeming with dragonflies and fireflies in the summer. Description written by Finley.
Shadowwyn Moor
A windy flatland with little shelter. Small copses of trees exist throughout but for the most part it is open to the sky. In spring it blazes with color, but in the winter it is a rather foreboding and haunted place. As a result of a strong tornado that once passed through, there are still fallen trees thrown haphazardly about the moor, but new trees have sprouted up where the old were uprooted. Description written by Colt.
Stone Circle
In a meadow that spans miles wide, a small circle made of moderately-sized boulders too heavy to move can be found. Some believe it is a sacred place, for the mystery of how the rocks were arranged just so— but others find it little more than noteworthy. In the center is one stone that fell over and cracked, a natural tombstone for the wolf who was crushed beneath it. The meadow surrounding the quiet spot boasts beautiful wild flowers throughout the spring and summer months, and is often filled with herds of grazing deer. Description written by Magpie.
Swiftcurrent Creek
The rocky landscape of Swiftcurrent Creek appears to be a long stretch of gently flowing waters, providing life to Arrow Lake, but appearances can be deceiving. The sweetly rambling surface hides an astonishingly deep waterway with dark and dangerous currents. The creek has dragged many a foolhardy adventurer to the depths. Safe passage exists near some of the slight falls and sandbars in the creek, but they are few and far between. A particularly dedicated individual could gleam a rich living from the deadly creek with patience and skill as the treacherous waters are rich with life.
Wapun Meadow
Named for the dawn, the Wapun Meadow lives up to the title spectacularly. Blanketed by wildflowers in the warmer seasons, the territory is alive with bright color and exotic scents. Prey animals are abundant within the lands, most notably a migrating herd of pronghorn that visit the area. The southern edge of the meadow is eclipsed by a mighty strand of black cottonwood trees that provide a shaded refuge from the sunlit fields of flowers. The center of the territory houses a small creek of no name, that enriches the brilliant greens and colors of the meadow.
Witch's Marsh
A dirty, dingy stretch of wetland that seems permanently painted in shades of grey and olive no matter how sunny the weather. Small islands of tall grass, reeds, and cattails peek through the sheer expanse of soupy water, but whether the ground is solid or not is anyone's guess. Anybody brave enough to try to travel through it is bound to get soaked to the bone and eaten alive by the thousands of mosquitoes that call this marsh home.