Many wolves looking for relaxation come to Blossom Field. A gentle breeze vibrating the blossoming flowers is quite a sight to see and it is quite a favourite for wolves to come with their mates.
A recent fire has ruined the scenery, half the field covered with soot and marked with scars of the flames. The other half is untouched, however.
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Posted on January 26, 2012 at 05:56:17 PM by Shaylee
Four darkly toned paws kiss the earth gently as I pad after the small group. Bewildered and confused I trail behind the rest of group, my blackened paws trudging begrudgingly after the queen. I don't really understand why I have to do what she says, she isn't really any different than the rest of us are, someone just blew her head up with ideas and whispers that she could be the leader. The whole ordeal blew her head up so large she couldn't even see straight anymore. I snort audibly as I change my train of though, looking up disgustedly at her and her 'beloved'. That was all her idea also I suppose.
So maybe I am jealous, but I bet the others are too. Just because they hold more respect for her doesn't mean that deep down they aren't angry it's her that got the lead instead of one of us. We're all just as capable as she is. With a high and mighty toss of her head the girl demands that others go scout. Do it yourself oh mighty one, can't bring yourself low enough to do a commoners job? What makes us commoners and her the queen? There isn't a difference except for words I tilt my cranium skyward pondering these things for a moment. I don't want to scout, so instead I lower my body in the tall grasses and listen to the others scamper about. Let them do her bidding. I refuse.
As we crossed into this land there were whispers of real packs, not just puppies pretending to know what they are doing. They say the alpha's of those packs had to fight for their position, cutthroat, to the death if necessary. The murmurs were that some had died, and that others had been so badly wounded they had to give up being alpha anyways. The thought of being do desperate to be queen over something disgusted me. Who wanted to get all bloody? I suddenly realized I was laying in something sticky. With a surprised yelp I jerk to my feet, revealing my hiding spot, and the fact I was not doing the Queen's bidding. Screw her, what's all over me?
I look down at my pelt to find a sticky brown residue coating my underbelly and paws. It also manages to cling to the insides of my legs. Gross, I'm all muddy! I glance around to see who's around. My amber gaze meet's Diana's and I can pretty much read the disgust in her eyes as the other puppy zones out, and I suppose it's to ignore my ignorance of her orders. I tell myself I don't give a damn, I don't even respect her as the lead puppy. But her look caused me to glance away. Tatiana moved to Diana's side as she breaks her train of thought, and Diana runs off. I debate whether I should follow but instead I move forward to talk to Oren.
"What's up with her?"
Shaylee // Female // Puppy // Lover of none // Casey
Replies:
- Be silent wherever they dance - By Oren January 26, 2012 at 08:48:59 PM
What have I done now? - By Ithilwen January 28, 2012 at 08:38:18 PM
Why is it so hard to understand life? Finished - By Rahuni January 29, 2012 at 01:57:05 AM
The Fire'll Get Us All - By Diana January 29, 2012 at 02:57:54 AM
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