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 May 11, 2012 at 10:20:26 PM by Kayleah
Nature is as beautiful as a rose coated with dew drops. _______________________________ I walked into Blossom field, it just reminding myself of the horrible things that had gone through in my life. I sat on the edge of both sections, as the memories pummled through my head. Warrior Blue getting kicked out of the pack by mother, my pack dying because of another pack attack, and me being alone and by myself for a couple years. I sighed, as the wind blew through my fur as I looked at the sun. For some apparent reason, I started to smile. I smiled at everything and everyone that passed me, and my smile was the thing that held in my life, not showing it to anyone. When I told people my story, most felt sad for me, but also happy because I was still living. I started to wonder where my brother Warrior Blue was, and wondered if he was alive or dead, good or bad condition, good or bad life and other things. ______________________________ Kayleah /Young Adult/female/loner/mate/ |
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