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.
~Right Where you Left Me~ IP: 207.98.193.224 Posted on February 17, 2013 at 09:25:21 PM by Sapphire
Her emerald optics watched the birds soar high above her head. Their calls could be heard for miles it seemed. The silent air filled in around her hued pelt. The air felt familiar and but something seemed out of place. Her audits heard his steps before her nose could pick up his scent.
She stood and stretched and looked over the edge of the boulder. Her emerald eyes rested upon his coat, he seemed mysterious. She took the chance and answered him. "Hello. Ich bin Sapphire..." She paused not knowing if the brute knew German but she continued anyways "Was ist Ihr Titel?" Her kissers spread into a smile. She wanted to befriend the male but it was so sudden. Replies:
Translation - By EvermoreFebruary 17, 2013 at 09:27:17 PM
