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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Honey, you should See me in a Crown// Your Ordinary
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OOC: Sorry, I WILL get the HTML to work! Eventually...

Jim sighed, then smiled sadly. "Oh men's fairy tales...", he laughed slightly. "For one, they'll never happen. What is the point of filling people's heads with all That rubbish? Theres no Heros in real life; they just don't exsist. And these Heros always have advantages, like magic, or as simple as friendship or compassion."

Jim looked at the white wolf and studied her, taking a step closer to get a better look. He then continued, looking deep into her pale eyes, as if to fond all of her secrets there.

"As I said, no such things as Heros and Villains. No, life is much to complicated for that. It can be basically split into the ones who have, and follow their morals, those who try to follow their morals, those who wish they have morals, those who wish they didn't have morals, and..."

He trailed off, thinking of how to tie of this speech. Jim's decision just involved grinning cheekily, and talking a bit more.

"And those who are lucky enough to get souls like mine."
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Hattie rolled her eyes, her brother was preaching again. Her mind mulled over the options one last time, then she whispered to herself...

"Oh, Jim. Will you Shut Up!"

She knew her voice would carry to Jim's ears, as well as the girls. But she also knew how to open her throat in a way that made the sound come from everywhere, not just where she was.
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"Sorry... Am I talking to much? Hat-err, others often tell me I chatter on to much for a pup my age..."

Jim looked up at the white wolf, his smile now turning to one of timid caution. And was almost genuine.







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