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 23, 2013 at 09:18:36 PM by Zorion
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^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ Oh I can't believe they didn't want you. Plus there is one more part to the story. Me and my brother survived. I just don't know where he is at. He was always the wimp, but he was still my brother and I don't know if he is alive or didn't make it. A small whimper escaped from his maw and Zorion opened his maw to respond. "I'm sorry you lost your brother. But you should hope for the best - optimism is important. Maybe he just got lost." Zorion did indeed hope for the best for Winter's sake. He knew what it was like to be alone, to have no family. It was better to hope for the best. Hope was what carried Zorion on day to day - hope that he would have a new family someday. The little pup nudged the fae, trying to comfort her. "It will be okay Winter. It has to be. Life can't be THAT cruel."> ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ |
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- sometimes - By winter April 24, 2013 at 05:05:24 PM
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