Thick woodland abounds here where the mist hangs low between the trees, touching fur with tiny beads of crystalline dew, muffling the padding paws of the spirits of those past, present and future who roam the land. The walls around the forest keep the world outside at bay, and within them the world belongs to its occupants alone.
Welcome to Akiko's realm - a haven for the wild.

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In Loving memory of Billy and Milo.
Travel well, brothers.
