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.
Become one with Mother Russia, да? IP: 12.234.78.2 Posted on April 23, 2013 at 01:22:33 PM by Ivan Braginski
Ivan sat silently amongst the flowers, eyes closed and traces of a smile on his maw. He appeared to be in a meditative state, but that would only be to someone who didn't know how well he could hide behind that cheery smile of his.
But he had nothing to hide yet today, as it was still morning and the dew still slipped onto his snowy coat whenever he moved. The Russian couldn't care less about who came and went from that field, as long as they couldn't detect his disappointment.
Every proper field of wild flowers should have sunflowers. As painful as they were for him to see, here needed them today. He needed that tie back to his frozen homeland, as terrible as his past was.
Opening his eyes slowly, the bright white brute gazed about lazily, making sure he hadn't missed any-
And there they were.
A clump of the most beautiful sunflowers he'd ever seen. Luminously yellow flowers on tall strong stems that waved gently in a breeze he wasn't sure he could feel. Ivan sprinted for them, an aura of sheer joy spreading about him and tears coming to his shocked violet eyes.
But then, he stopped short as the image began to change. The dew that fell from the trees turned red, leaving bloody stains on the petals. He was frozen still, unable to fight it like the freezing he'd grown up in, and all he could do was watch in horror as the blossoms began to shrivel and wilt. Blood was dripping from the plants themselves now, and a pool was forming around them.
Ivan slowly sunk to the ground, barely noting he was surrounded by ash, and squeezed his eyes shut.
"Генеральный Зима, почему вы должны делать это со мной??" Не Screamed in his native tongue, knowing that no one would understand anyway if they heard.
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(Let me know if you want these or not)
Генеральный зима, почему вы должны делать это со мной??- General Winter, why must you do this to me??
