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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She trudged through the field, her right back paw killing her. She limped, and her expression showed utter exasperation and embarrassment. If human, her face would be glowing various shades of red. Tears clung to her lashes that fall over golden eyes. She was not your typical pretty frail thing around here, she had actual bulk and muscle. A lot more use than shimmery fur and a tiny waist, she would have snorted on the subject. She was an off-white blur in the field, and unlike most, she just wanted to get across and do something worthwhile, like join a pack. With a stubborn snort most would consider a painful whimper, she caught the scent of male. Wonderful. Had she been in less pain, she would have avoided him. But the pain was too great. She wouldn't fool herself. She needed a water source and to do that, she had to pass the male. Her lifted paw dripped tiny red droplets onto flowers as she exerted more and more of herself. dammit. She eventually caught sight of the male, and have him a wide berth and warning glare. However, curiousity got the best of her and she couldn't help but stare an analyze.

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