Cantumwood
"I walked across an empty land, knowing the pathway like the back of my hand..."
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It is an ordinary clearing, small- a place where the grass is green and fresh, and grows up in a sort of springy mess. Little fronds of fern and reed reach up towards the sky, while lazy cattails swing softly in the breeze.
Things are catching the sun at half past noon; warblers, woodpeckers, bees at the honeysuckle, even the ghosts of those who had come and gone melt into an intricate weave... a hum that so softly kisses your ears.
The sound of water is there too, the noise dancing about as a slight gust swirls it away. The stream that circles around is to blame, until it vanishes entirely between the thick trees behind you.
The scent of the forest smells strong, looks strong, feels strong. Inner tranquility rings far and wide.
But it doesn't quite sink in, not yet. Not until the variant tree catches your eye, the only one growing in the middle of this area. And it's not a particularly strange tree; it isn't in anyway taller nor more intricate, nor is it aglow with the flames of something magical.
Yet for this tree, all others part. For this is the life tree, the giver of mana to the woods. Its leaves are the creators of the Great River, and its bark the origin of All Things. If your fingers happen to graze one of the leaves, or rest upon the smooth surface of the trunk, you will find them neither alive nor dead, but warm.
The clearing goes on for a little while, until it parts neatly back into the dappled light of the forest. Inaudible whispers graze the air, singing and echoing with a story yet to unfold.
One more step could bring you closer to something you have never seen...
Remember
These pets are NOT roleplay intensive. You don't have to ever touch your journal. It's just fun to do it.
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Cantumwood - Simply known as the Forest Behind the Mountains, the Forest Through the Grasses, or known as The Forest Across the Sea- Cantumwood is a peaceful land roughly the size of America, made of grottos and waterfalls and all sorts of beautiful woodland places. Cantumwood has the reputation for being safe and unchanging- it rarely rains, if ever, and in that snow never touches the land. Things are in constant bloom, nothing withers, and all that is living is happy. 
Crow Villiage - The counterpart to Cantumwood, Crow Villiage is a highly forbidden area for those that dare to venture out. Some say only crows can live there now... the trees, which were once alive and fruitful, now sit dead among the parched ground. The sky is always hazy there, and things that grow are snatched up quickly as food. Many who are born in Crow Villiage care only for themselves; most run and seek shelter elsewhere, before they become the next meal.
Anahid - Little is known about this mysterious island, other than the fact that the occasional exotic fruit that washes up on various beaches of The World. It is where things like coconuts, papayas, and parrots come from.
Snow Lands - Any space that is from the mountains or the twin pass onward is claimed as Snow Lands. The mountains are hard to cross, so there is rarely any comings or going from that area. 
