Ruieze Fields

Open fields and soft grass...
Ruieze stretches far in the midlands of Moladion, laced with streams that feed into Diveen and out of Asteraia at times. The fields are vast, filled with wildflowers and tall, soft grass; trees are sparse, as are rocks, but one can find small shrubs to hide amongst, and the grass itself. To the south of the fields, a Ruieze River widens, and the ground becomes sandy. There is a small, grassy island that can be reached from the banks, with water-birds often congregating on the island rather than the riverbanks.

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just run for your life*
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it was not hunger that drew her to the place of so many others. no, it was the decision she had made during her first meeting with isola. a new start, a new place- a new beginning. ren would try, and do her best to like, to admire- to enjoy, to love. she was not hungry, as that had been sated earlier with a small morsel of sorts. now, the feeling she craved was that of anothers company. and here, in this place, now- there were many, many others. it was thanks to the bunnies that brought them all there as well as the fire and autumn toned girl herself. she had come because the wolves had come, and the wolves had come because the bunnies had come. it was all apart of the same cycle, the same circle of life and death that they all danced within. taking moderately paced and easy steps, the slender girl with bright eyes of wheat gazed all around her, at all the different wolves of all different shapes and sizes. she knew not one of them, but decided to try and get the chance to know one anyway.

there is a group of five wolves, one being female such as herself, and the other four being male. the golden boy is speaking to the female, as is the brunette with a dark face. they seem to be speaking about the bunnies that had drawn all the wolves here- the golden boy proud, yet concerned, with his head held high and his voice laced with true care. the brunette with his tail wagging in appeasement, though his light eyes remain sharp and his voice with an edge to it. ren approaches them quietly, bright citrine eyes roaming from each of the five wolves in turn. when her voice comes forth, it is strong yet soft, her confidence in her decision helping her to feel more at ease. '
they are here for us, as much as we are here for them. it is nothing but the truth of life- the circle that we are all apart of.' as she speaks, her intense gaze finally lands on the female, before she offers a small but honest smile. there is no sense in mourning for something so natural, even in death, life is naught but natural. surely this stranger should know that.

ren
just brace yourself- just run for your life
i ' m g o i n g t o t a k e y o u a w a y*


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