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The burned ruins of the Haunted Forest are even more forlorn and ghostly. Terrible flooding reduced the center of the territory to a boggy lagoon. Around the acrid pit of water, little vegetation has sprouted even in the time since the fire; large, ashy mudflats surround the lagoon, with only the hardiest of plants growing on their outskirts. A low fog frequently clings to the earth, as it did before the forest was razed -- and it’s rumored that this fog hides spirits, the ghosts of canines not lucky enough to survive the flames.
At the edge of the lagoon, swathed in mist, a copse of paper birch trees leans eerily over the water. This part of the old forest has fared well after the fire, and life seems drawn to it -- specifically, the ravens once partnered with the coyote clan. If one is ever lost in the fog, one needs only to listen to the croaking and laughing of the black birds.
What was once a resting place for peaceful souls has become a foreboding and terrible place. The air murmurs here, rife with the whispers and chatter of the angry souls whose resting place was disturbed. Few Luperci seem to tolerate the area -- those who pass through may complain of hearing screams. Some even report visual hallucinations -- a forest of fire, bones curling and blackening in the flames, and sometimes even the deaths of those who might have rested peacefully forever here. Physically, Wraith's Rest is no different from the surrounding Haunted Forest. Nevertheless, most might say it just feels different in this hollow of burned forest.