Quote:Nestled close just above the foothills of Mount Dire, Silent Moon Plateau is a vast expanse of flat greenery. Shadowed by a more ominous slope of the mountain, the plateau is accessible only on three sides. Surrounded in a thick forest of evergreen pines, firs and the rare hardwood tree, a winding creek cuts through the more flat expanse, seemingly flowing from a miniscule waterfall just outside the terrain. Lower elevations keep the seasons ever changing here, and if one looks over a steep overdrop to stare at the moon that enlightens the entirety of the eastern side of Relic Lore, one could easily agree with its namesake.
He had kissed his children goodbye – the last kiss delivered upon Hypatia’s brows as he stared at his eldest daughter with a stern love. She was the one he trusted the most with the three, and while Deneb had proven his worth as well as Aponi and Ace.. she was their blood. They would feel safest with her. He reminded her he would return in a few days if everything went well, and so the ivory male struck out, his large frame swiftly moving past the borders and to the place he no longer desired to call home.
His first desire had been to seek out Red Fern Forest – it was enchanting in its own way, but even still, it was not far enough for the regal. Not from Oak Tree Bend or the shadowed presence of Magnolia Glen. So, he moved westward, toward the mountain, his heart aching to once more cross in to the western regions of Mount Dire and claim a slice of heaven upon the only side of the mountain that had treated him well.
By the time he reached the foothills of the mountain, the sun had begun to lower across the sky, indicating the later afternoon hours. His fiery eyes glinted as they cast upward, and had it been any other day upon his travels, he might not have bothered to look so closely. The jutting rock lured him further than his straight point, and as he meandered further form what he considered his route, it was a stolen moment of peace that fell upon him once his eyes settled upon it.
Vast greenery spread out before him, it seemed, and as his eyes trailed up to the sharp jutting rocks at the edge, he realized he had come upon a plateau much closer to the foothills than he had imagined. His tantalizing thoughts of exploring eastward faded swiftly as he stood there, his shadow dancing upon what appeared to be a rather lush forest of conifers and pines. His eyes fell upon the hint of red and orange – hardwood trees intermixed, and for the very moment, he remained still for this silent descent of reasoning and peace. Was this land sustainable? Could he raise his family here?