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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Hattie made her way to the edge of the flowers, darkness cloaking her dark maroon fur. She stepped gingerly on the charred ground, making sure she was silent.
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Jim smiled at "Bella"; somehow senseing the slight awkwardness surrounding the name when she said it. He then shifted his glance to behind her, where Hattie was. She was within distance, and she knew what she was doing even if "Bella" ran. Her grin was so murderous, so icy that he nearly shivered.

"Be prepared to tell Him that..."

He nodded to Hattie, then turned away, he wasn't quite used to her techniques yet.
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"Good night dear,"

Hattie then bit the poor girls neck, not to kill just to knock her out.

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