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West of the Citadel and the grasslands of Brok, a mysterious race dwells between the trees of Florimel Forest.

Pink paws prowl the undergrowth. Small horned beasts with mystical powers.

They are the MEOWs..

Long ago the MEOWs resembled our domesticated cats.

Small, fierce and fluffy they piqued the interest of the wizards who once lived in the woods.

How did they become what they are now? Is it wise to share such secrets?

Magic saturates the soil here. Raw and powerful.

It flows in the rivers and is drank by the roots.

This is the final place the race of Wizards were spotted.

These whispered tales spark stories of how the MEOWs came to be.