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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Fallen Soldier
IP: 198.85.192.200

He had lost everything. His mother, Not that she ever was a mother to him. He could hear her harsh voice, challenging him, pushing him.
..."Cennunon! What are you doing! Warriors are not meant to play! Get back to your training!"...
He had tried to please her, and in return she scattered his family..his brother to one pack, him to another. He had fallen in love, thinking it might heal him. But she too, was gone. And their pups with her. He had tried to become alpha, tried to make a name for himself. But in the end, he failed at that, too. He was alone here. As he strolled throught the meadow, a fae caught his eye, and the urge to speak overtook him. "Uhm... hello." He said softly. she seemed sad and alone, like him.

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