seeing the world in black and red

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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Posted on May 4, 2013 at 04:39:18 AM by DAEMON

I can smell her fear now and it turns me on like nothing else. A part of me wants to comfort me but the other part wants to push her and see how far I can go. Will she run from me, try to find sanctuary? I will find her, wherever she goes. Perhaps I will steal her away, join a pack just so I can bring her there with me and have her to myself for a little while. I just can't break away from her eyes, her smell, her fur. She consumes me like a wild fire and I am left wanting more. She grows thoughtful but then she's shaking her head, closing her intriguing eyes, cutting me off from the windows to her soul. I feel deprived, my brow furrowing as my lips tighten. Why won't she talk to me, tell me what I need to know? It's not like I'm trying to torture her for information or anything, though I'm also privy to that idea. A part of me isn't though. It confounds me, how unarmed I feel around her. She backs away and I have no choice but to follow slowly, stalking her almost, my eyes never leaving her fearful face. I smirk at her voice, her snarling tone making my skin shudder with pleasure as she lunges at me, snapping. I hold my ground, still stepping forward but her jaws don't reach my flesh this time. I can tell she doesn't want to hurt me. Suddenly she dahes to the side and takes off running. A growl summoned in my throat, I launch after her, snapping at her heels as laughter escapes my lips.

"Run, run, princess. You'll tire long before I will." My body is built for speed, for stamina. My torso is lean, my legs long. I've spent almost my entire life walking, traveling, hardly sleeping in my quest for...something. I didn't even know what. I do know that I need her, I want her. I've never felt this much power as I do when I'm around her. I try to circle around and cut her off, snapping at her shoulder to try to turn her or make her stop.

"You might as well give it up. I won't stop until you do." I promise her, my voice a solumn fact.

Daemon_male_three years old_no mate_bound to Sekera_no pack_Fiera x Hyperion

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