West bound on the island a large area lays flat, there are no trees here, no hills, just a large pasture of flat grass lands, the area is large but seems somewhat pointless unless one is hunting for a meal, many of the animals here enjoy grazing upon the emerald blades that dance in the breeze. To the far side of which one can make out the dark looming edging of the jungle.

The jungle here is thick, and it takes up the most part of the island, the canopy’s provide shelter from the storms and a cozy environment for pretty much anyone. Some of the shifters have even made up tree houses just near the northern edge of the jungle were they feel safe. Be wary however there are many dangers that linger in this place.

Hidden deep to the east of the jungle, the islands water supply can be found. A lovely little oasis of fresh water that remains forever chilled in its shady home. To the edge of the beautiful blue lagoon a small water fall constantly flows, making its mysterious home at the top of a jagged cliff and into a separate unseen pool above. The water’s coloration causes the vegetation to take on more of turquoise color instead of emerald and the air here is always crisp and refreshing.

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