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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seeing the world in black and red Sekera
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It's not a matter of why, just a matter of doing it. I track the girl from the water, knowing in my head that she's mine. I never marked her, never even touched her. I only laid my eyes on her and suddenly she was mine more than anyone else has ever been. Seren has been my stalker, wanting me to kill for her because she cannot. I think she wants me to teach her but I don't do anything for free. My brothers and Hyperion have abandoned me. A young girl who didn't give me her name wanted to play a game at the water but I turned away. She was too young and I have no time for nonsense and then that white and red fool tries to interview me to see if I'm dangerous. My lips twitch with humor. He has no idea how dangerous I can be but some day, somehow, I will show him. I will show all of them. But right now, I have tracking to do. I don't remember much about the girl. It's been a few weeks since that day. The days are longer now and the sun is warmer. My thick fur has started shedding, leaving me leaner but my muscles are still strong. I still wander a lot and the pads of my paws are still numb and without feeling from all the walking. But my eyes glow red and black, bright as ever. I won't give up until I have her.

I don't know what I want with the girl once I have her, I just know that I must see her again, that I must possess her. Fiera's genes run strong in me, with my lean build and possessive nature. This thing, whatever it is, is only making it worse. Why can't I stop thinking about her? Why can't I stop wanting her? It's a dark nature within me, not something romantic. I don't want to love her or caress her or show her gentle affection. Hell no. I want to hold her down and make her say that she's mine, make her fear the very sight of me. I want her to watch every corner for me, every stalk of grass, every cracking twig. I want her to know that she can't get away from me, that I will always be there in the shadows somewhere, watching her. Finally the scent gets stronger and my pace quickens. I trot forward now, head hunkered down, my steps quieter than most though I still have a lot of practicing to do. My tail sways softly behind me, my eyes gleaming hungrily, unable to be satisfied until I've laid eyes on her. The one that is mine. And finally I see a figure up ahead. My breath catches in excitement as I get closer. Yes, it's her! I circle around and come to block her path, stopping in front of her. My hackles are raised and my eyes glow as I take a moment to really study her. I never got to at the water.

She sure is a pretty little thing. Her fur is soft and I bet it would be silky to touch. In fact, I think I will. I reach out, eyes daring her to move as my nose gently rakes across her neck fur, inhaling sharply, breathing her in. I pull back, stiffening as I subdue the urge to hold her down right here and now. I want to talk to her first. I want to hear her voice. Speak to me. The command in my voice is clear as I tilt my head, eyes curious as I wait for her to answer.



Daemon_male_one year old_no mate_no imprint_no pack_Fiera x Hyperion



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