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.
Your Home, Your Life IP: 24.231.214.136 Posted on March 22, 2012 at 00:42:24 AM by Ky
OOC- sorry, no table!
IC-
A short breath slowly drew out of the laying varg. he smelt the girl in front of him, but he didn't want to scare her, because she might attack him then. his eyes slowly opened as he took in the girl in with his varying shaded orbs. she was a young adult, like him. She was thin, but not anorexic. he opened his maw and yawned quietly. he sits up slowly and carefully, watching the girl. his maw opens and he asks his voice ringing slightly. "Your name?" he stays there just looking at the girl laying there. his wet nose picks up the scent of two males on her, both faint and seeming like a memory. he wraps his tail around his paws. sitting up straighter he waits for the girl to speak her name. he bends over and paws the ground making a small hole in the ground. he lifts up the bird, and places it gently into the hole. a tear runs down his maw subtly as he whispers just loud enough for the words to hit the air. "Thank-you, great bird. you will sustain me so I will not be killed from starvation. May you catch all of the worms and eat all of the seeds you wish in your safe Heaven." he pawed the dirt over the hole again, and patted it into place. he looked over to the girl, waiting for her words or her reaction. Replies: There have been no replies.
