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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The gathering of wolves at the waterfalls had been my last big gathering, my last hope of seeing Hera within the boundaries of Moladion. I missed my little sister with a vengeance that just didn’t make any sense. She was out there somewhere, and I had lost her. I felt as if I was such a failure, to everyone who we’d lost from the meteor, momma, everyone. What was wrong with me that I couldn’t keep my little sister safe?

Weeks passed since the big gathering, and I wander aimlessly still. No plans for my future, no want to be within the walls of a pack. I was more of a free spirit now than I ever had been before. I was more like my birth mother now more than ever. I move silent, my slight size makes it easy to move within the thick brush that reaches out at me, trying to grip and grasp at my beautiful silky coat. I was mainly white, yes, so it was a hassle to keep away from the dirt and grime, but my red popped out in an astonishing way as I move. I was quick with my movements as of lately though, feeling as if something wasn’t all right in the world.

I don’t know what it was that made me feel so off but it was something I couldn’t ignore. I was on edge today, even more so now. I watched him as he closed in front of me, my tri-colored eyes flashing anger and a slight fear. He leans close, and I wait, just until he’s close enough. My anger breaks, and I lash, my jaws snapping in the direction of his face, my goal is to keep him away from me.

I slink backwards, my lips curled up and baring my pearly whites. I never took well to someone invading my space, and this strange…thing, wouldn’t be an exception. He demands I speak, and I only obey for one simple statement. “Fuck you.

The statement is a roughly spoken one, my anger bubbling underneath the surface as I watch him. He’s larger than me, that much is obvious, but I don’t take to being pushed around and dominated. Correction, attempted domination. He wasn’t getting anywhere with me, despite what he may think. I was not a weak little girl. There was never any doubt that I would be able to hold my own if I had to deal with someone like this asshole. Lets see how he reacts now, Shall we?



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