A gentle breeze sweeps over the vast meadow, tousling blades of grasses along with other frail flora to create an illusion of a great, tan sea. Flower heads adorn the land with a variety of colors, attracting swarms of many insects. The sweet aroma of flowers mixes with the pleasant scent of something unknown, resulting in a soothing atmosphere.

The cry of an avian and the chittering of unseen creatures occasionally is heard, evidence that the meadow is not completely deserted. However, the rhythmic sounds of the wilderness are briefly disturbed when a voice speaks.

"Mar'Valla! Welcome to the World of Alyrr. I am Alimira."

You turn to see some sort of feline being standing behind you. The first thing you notice are the great wings. They're similar to avian wings, but only their more delicate and soft. The feathers glisten like ebony, and are so fine that even the gentlest breeze causes the soft tufts to shiver.

Your gaze transfers to the owner of the wings. She is a white, anthropomorphic feline with large ears. Looking closer, you notice that she resembles a caracal, with the exception of a much longer tail. Her purple eyes examine you carefully before her lips curve upwards in a smile.

"Hmm..." Alimira raises a brow in amusement and you hastily apologize. She flicks a hand in response and smiles.

"As I said, welcome to the World of Alyrr. . Many species inhabit my world, and there are vast and distant lands to explore. Feel free to do just that, but leave everything as you found it. There are exceptions, though; some species allow their young to be fostered out. But even so, there are still guidelines that must be followed." With a final nod, Alimira leaves you.

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