Woods surrounding the entrance way it is quite easy to trot in, and then suddenly it looks like a vast ocean of dirt and then a stone wall. Though only the herd members know how to enter and once you do a vast ocean has disappeared and lush green dewed grass is everywhere. A lovely lake lays in the middle with slivery school of fish that tends to catch your eye, if you stand still long enough you'll see them. A small stream breaks off in two sides and they lead through the whole terrain and then suddenly disappear through a small crack in the stone wall. Trees popping out here and there with a willow tree or two, but mainly old oak trees are what lay here. The grass is lush and every morning a sweet dew is coating the emerald stalks. Just as dawn breaks and just as dusks starts to appear, a coating of mist is spread out across the land. To most equines it comes to their chests, but to shires it comes just above their knees. As most equines worry that the tracks will lead the enemies right to their entrance, but a breeze is always going and moving the sand so just as the dagger is lifted the print is gone.


Unclaimed

This land is green and plush, welcoming and warm to the weary traveler and lonely spirit. Sun touches this place and brings to life the residents here in boughts of giddy playfulness. Happiness runs thickly through this beautiful place.


Leader: Whiteface Stormwithers
Mares: none yet