Welcome to the Crimson Forest, a RP that is a cross between Foxcraft and Warrior Cats. Far beyond the most remote islands, way past the deepest ocean, lies a curious land called the Crimson Forest. The bark of the trees is an unnatural, curious deep red color, and the grass is a dark, jet black. nothing seems real, in the breathtaking beauty of these lands. The forest is divided into four skulks, each with its own unique abilities. To the far west, there is a dry moorland inhabited by the sleek, agile skulk of Ignis. These foxes are called Firefoxes, who can harness the power of heat and light. To the east, there is a lake, and on its shores live another skulk called Aqua. The foxes here have fins and a dolphin-like tail. They have learned to harness the currents under the water, allowing them to swim with great speed. Another skulk, Phytos, has foxes with a bulkier, stronger build. They live deep in the forest, where the earth is covered in thorns and vines blanket the trees. Their claws are strong enough to cut stone, and they can harness the earth's plant life. In the hills to the north resides the quieter skulk of Vaayu. These foxes have a way with the wind, and can coax information from it to avoid danger. Farther yet to the north are tall mountains, the home of a skulk named Glazi. The foxes here are icy white and fluffy, and can become seemingly invisible when on their home's terrain. All seems peaceful in the Crimson forest. After all, there isn't really anything to fight about, and there hasn't been a war for decades, maybe even centuries... But something is coming... something that no one has ever seen before. Something so dangerous, so rare, that even the oldest foxes in the oldest skulk do not remember it. Something that almost destroyed the skulks, back at the beginning of time. And it all starts with a prophecy from the Star-walkers, the ancestors of all the foxes in the forest... "When the forest's heart goes dark, many paws of different grounds must come together to mend the tear in the sky." The color is disappearing from the forest along with the magic and no one has any idea how to stop it. You are the forest's only hope. Your second word is flight All credit to me :3
