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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Posted on March 30, 2013 at 10:45:18 PM by Airon
The space between the two was filled the smell of flowers, it almost masked both their scents. A yellow pollen coat drifted up from his movement which caused him to sneeze. The boy shook his head to clear his it from the amarillo dust. Blossom Field was beautiful and it was worth the sneezes to see the flowers. He looked around him taking in the variety of flowers that bloomed here. Amazing to see so many different types in one condensed. Airon reined in his thoughts and focused back on Glitch. He seemed distracted in his own world until Airon spoke. The brujo’s story sounded interesting and the boy always enjoyed a good story. He was trying to be social but he might as well have failed the test. I’ll just go back to silence and seclusion, he scolded himself. What was the point in trying all he did was babble and blab on till someone told him to shut-up. Airon wasn’t paying much attention when Glitch started to speak again. His audits piqued at the sound of his voice, "I was raised in a zoo in Berlin, Germany, my hometown if I could say that. I had 5 siblings, and each of us had something different about us. My parents labeled us, and my nickname was Mun. I never had a real name. It stuck for a while, it sun and moon together, because of my eyes the colors they are. But, so often, twice actually, I managed to sneak out of the enclosure. Freedom is what I wanted. Being such a curious pup at that time, I went into the tiger's cage. I got my back right leg ripped off. And then the same thing, except I went into the lion's cage, and my front left paw was ripped off. Then for the ear I'm missing, my dad ripped it off because he was tired of me. Eventually, the two-leggers in white had to send me to America, since they couldn't fix me anymore. But, I was named before sent out. Unmoglich, since everything I went through seemed impossible to them. Once in America, I had to teach myself English. So yeah." The boys predictions had been correct, the wolf in-front of him was very unique. Though the happenings and injuries weren’t what he thought it still intrigued him. Airon watched the stance of the male change instantly. His once calm posture was now sparked with anger and resentment. He mouth moved but German was beyond Airon’s comprehension. The scowl warned of something beneath the surface, something that wasn’t usually unleashed. At least not on another, he hoped… Glitch realized what he was doing and relaxed, his fur falling back into place and his placid demeanor coming back. His ear flickered back to life, "Sorry about that..." Airon nodded his head still slightly surprised at such a change in the brute. He shook his head You just caught me off guard, Airon replied curtly. Glitch was seemed sorry about his reaction but Airon hadn’t had someone act like that towards him in awhile. He was getting a little defensive. Just calm down, there was no harm meant. Airon argued with himself his face becoming darker in a sense. His eyes clouded over and he avoided Glitch’s eyes. Airon had a double sided personality in some ways. His past was traumatic in different ways; He was cold blooded murderer, a once loving brother, trusted Alpha, and a pup with no mother or father. Airon was happy once but things changed and a trade was made. A trade that would forever alter his life, he was seen as a peace deal between two packs, a deadly assassin, an Alpha, and in his own world a cold blooded murderer... His history was a… no it is a bloody mess. Something that he would never forget nor forgive himself for. Airon’s fur had risen and he had folded in on himself. This was a constant problem for him but with Glitch around he forced himself to come back into reality. His hackles relaxed and his eyes returned to a normal state. His cranium move upwards to face the boy in front of him. Why must he do this in front of the one wolf who dare talk to him! Airon shook his head to clear it but everything just went back into hiding waiting to explode again… Please excuse my behavior, He didn’t dare explain more unless questioned. Word Count:747 Replies:
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