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.
IP: 75.88.125.159
Posted on March 22, 2012 at 03:27:56 AM by Death Note
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OOC: Awww I <333 the layout!!! So creative! With my eyes closed, I let my other senses be my guide as I stand in the field of lavender, inhaling, waiting to catch a hint of her perfume. The first thing that ticks is the new smell, one of my most favorite smells in the world. A grin pulls at my lips before I even open my eyes, already sure of why I'm smelling fresh bloodshed. She must be here. Finally bright blue eyes open, mesmerized by the beauty of the different colored flowers all around me. Once more, I breathe in the sweet nectar of blood, turning my head to the source as finally a silver skull lifts above the flowers, her bright teal eyes already on me. I glance down and catch the smile on her face, one already being reflected on my own ivory lips as I start toward her at a walk. In this field it feels like we could exist here forever and I would be happy, at long as she's within my sight. It feels like too long since I've laid eyes on her and yet it's not enough. I have to feel her too. My eyes flash hungrily as I lick my lips slowly, my steps hauntingly slow. I want to taste her. The distance feels doubled but finally I stand before her, my nose not even inches from her own. I close my eyes once more, taking a deep breath before opening them again, eyes roaming over her delicious coat, taking in the new scarlet stain on the front. My smile deepens to a grin, flashing deadly fangs as I reach in toward her, giving a painfully slow lick to her crimson cheek. You look beautiful in red, my dear. The tang of blood leaves me wanting more as I pull away, bringing my tongue out to once more caress my lips. Ears flicker alertly, ever watchful to anyone who might think to peek in on our little show. Oh but it's just beginning because my heart is already racing, just being this close to her. How much better can my day get? |
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