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 April 17, 2013 at 03:12:04 AM by Zorion
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^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ Zorion smiled shyly at the fae, and then laughed as she hopped around and caught a few leaves. The fae then told him to duck low, and Zorion did as he was told. As he crept after the fae, his muddy eyes caught sight on a butterfly that had perched upon a nearby leaf. The pup thought that he had never seen something so beautiful in his whole life. The wings were outlined in a dark shiny black, blacker than the darkest of nights. Aside from that, there were merely a few black swirls that interrupted the bright, shining orange that colored in the rest of the beautiful bug an orange that would have made even the most beautiful sunset pale in comparison. Its so beautiful, Winter! ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ |
Replies:
- it sure is! - By winter April 17, 2013 at 03:31:17 PM
Save Me From Myself - By Zorion April 17, 2013 at 03:47:48 PM
thee sad story - By winter April 17, 2013 at 10:08:13 PM
Very sad - By Zorion April 23, 2013 at 02:12:48 AM
one more - By winter April 23, 2013 at 03:52:40 PM
Save Me From Myself - By Zorion April 23, 2013 at 09:18:36 PM
sometimes - By winter April 24, 2013 at 05:05:24 PM
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