Felidemar

Solaris stretched in the misty air as he padded out into the middle of the large fields that surrounded the center of the lands known as Felidemar. The roan black cat’s paws sank into the rain-soaked ground with every step though he didn’t seem to notice it much. After a few years outside the Mill, the black cat was used to wet fur and soggy paws. However it didn’t seem the lands of Felidemar were very equipped for such heavy saturation. The end of winter had been many days of rainstorms and the river’s banks swelled far beyond their natural borders in a way that made even the largest of species around the area felt un