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.
Finally IP: 24.218.203.80 Posted on January 28, 2012 at 04:56:35 PM by Caroline Rose
Caroline Rose was frantic, looking for her brother. It had been months since she had seen him, and that was very unlike her brother. Unlike them. They always stuck together. Last night she had woken up, missing her brother. She owed her life to him. She cringed, remembering the alligator coming after her. It was too quick for her, and her brother had killed it with the strongest bite possible to the back of the head. She was wandering now, looking for that handsome brute with the blue eyes that all the faes fell for, but that he didn't notice. He was always for Shel, and only Shel. She hoped the worst hadn't happened, not yet. She found a spot in the grass, stained with blood and with the scent of her brother. She lowerd her head in sorrow. Shel was gone. She caught other scents too, and felt her heart skip with hope. She followed the familiar scent of her brother to a den in the trees, and yipped when she saw him.
"Carson!" She said, and flung herself at him. His eyes went wide, the very same blue as her own, and he touched noses with her, his barriers falling and his grief plain in his eyes.
"Caroline." He breathed, glad that she had found him. He had been away from his sister far too long. He stepped back and gave her a small smile.
"Night, this is my sister Caroline Rose. Caroline, these are my pups and my friend." He said, hesitating on the last word because he wasn't entirely sure what Night meant to him. Caroline flashed Night a friendly smile.
"Nice to meet you." She said, her voice sweet with the same accent as her brother's. She gasped when she saw the little pups. They were only a day old and so precious and tiny. She moved a little closer.
"What are their names?" She breathed, her expression softening.
"Bryce, Rosamine, Willoe, and Shelbie." Carson said, pointing them out. He wanted to give Night the chance to introduce her pups too.
"Oh Carson." Caroline murmured, recognizing his heartbreak. Replies:
