Mountains of Seascape

Over hills that crown the Golden Valley, and beyond them, lie the tall gray-stone mountains of Seascape. The area and ground at the base of the mountains is rocky, and covered in pointy, jagged stones, making travel up (or around for that matter) very difficult. Very little grass, heather, or wild plants grow in the area, so the view is very monotone and bland. Nonetheless, intimidating.

With the lack of plant life, there are very little prey options to choose from. Hawks and eagles nest in the sheltered regions of the mountains, but so do cougars and wildcats. Any wolf that values their life would do well to keep from any unknown cave located in the rocky slopes; but then again not all care so much as to.

Bears, though rare, also come here; usually to hibernate. Otherwise, they keep to the lower parts, such as the valley and forests.

Beyond the range of mountains, and rocky slopes, is a second clearing. Sporting no forest of any kind, and very little tall foliage. Within the mile, the clearing stops; abruptly. With little warning, it drops off into the steep, jagged crags below. And the ocean.

With each wave, the ocean sends a spray of cool, salty mist over the rocks and meadow. The air is always fresh, but briny—and not good for fur, and cool, despite the open situation. No shade for miles…no shelter, or prey.

Just, vast, open, nothing.