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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The Brains and The Brawn
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The Ravenson twins padded through the burnt half of the field, but they were already blacker then midnight, so the singed plants did nothing if not lighten the color of their feet. Hugin was limping again, due to getting himself caught up in another fight, but Munin was hardly noticing or listening to her brother. She had herbs and medicinal flowers to
Find so his wounds wouldn't end up horribly infected...

Again.

"Sister! You move too hastily for my inhibited state, would you consider a moment of rest? Please?" Hugin's Gruff, booming voice echoed out over the field, causing a few heads to turn. But of everyone, Munin seemed to hear him the least.

"Do you wish for infections once again, my brother? For if you do, inform me and we can rest. The plants I seek are few and require concentration to find!"

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