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.
IP: 108.20.46.18
Posted on July 12, 2013 at 03:16:18 AM by Azula
All That I See, Absolute Horror  |
_________________________________________________________________________ The multi-colored femme was tired of running, not physically tired, emotionally. She felt like such a coward for running away. The warrior wanted nothing more than to face her father and destroy him for all that he had put her and her brother through. Not Ryu though, she could care less about him. She hated her other brother almost as much as she hated her father, but she had a special kind of hatred for her father. The femme wished she could go back to where she had just left to show her father what she really felt about him. She was confident that she could handle him in a fight with all the fighting she had been forced to undergo from puphood. But she knew that was not the case, she had to do what was best for her pups. Her pups and her brother Kyron were the only things she cared about in the world. She would do anything to protect her two beautiful pups, even if they were inbred, they were still hers. Her pups were the only thing that kept her going right now. Azula looked towards her two pups while she was deep in thought. Her beautiful black girl, Corde, who was colored like her father, was shy and clung to her brother, her other pup, Felan. He, on the other hand, was a brown pup with green eyes similar to his parents with a similar personality to hers. She smiled as she looked at her pups, but they also filled her with sadness. Thoughts of her first litter came to her mind, she had had three beautiful pups, but they had been savagely taken from her and killed before her eyes. She had never experienced pain like that moment; a mother should never be forced to lose her pups. That was also the night that she got the scar that went down the right side of her face onto her muzzle. She had fought with all her might to try and protect her pups, but with a whole pack against her there was nothing she could do. Her father, also the alpha of her old pack, forced ranked males to mate with lower ranking females, and then kill all the pups that they birthed. That’s what had happened with her and her brother. Kyron was forced to mate with her, so when she gave birth they ran away to protect their young. Kyron had helped to keep her healthy during her pregnancy to ensure that their pups would be healthy and well when they were born, and then they had run away. Even though Azula knew it was necessary for them to run away to save her pups, she wished that she could have killed off a few of the evil pack members, maybe even her father, before they had snuck out. She supposed she should just be happy that she had escaped with her brother and pups. As Kyron half-blindly led the way he paused to let the others walk ahead of him when they got to a field. Azula was always anxious and paranoid about her surroundings, but she rubbed her pelt against Kyron’s black pelt as she walked by him, hoping to reassure him with her presence. As she walked past he spoke to her and the pups, "I didn't track Ryu's scent nearby, or father's. We may continue forward, unless you want to rest here for a bit.” Before Azula could reply her little male pup spoke up with a growl, ”I’ll protect you father. That beast will have his ankles chewed if he comes near us.” Azula smiled at her bruteling, glad to see that he had a fierce and protective side just like she did. The multi-colored warrior noticed that her other pup, Corde, was clinging to Felan and she seemed worried and nervous as usual. Azula sighed, she didn’t want Corde to have to live a fearful life, she hoped that she could find a safe place to raise the pups so they did not have to live in constant fear, it pained her to see Corde worried like this. The fae crossed over to her daughter, nuzzling her gently to try and bring comfort to the young lass. As Kyron paused to let the other get ahead of him Felan took the opportunity to lead the way, with his little tail and head held high, bringing a smile to Azula’s kissers as he spoke up, “Time to rest I think.” He then met Azula’s green gaze and shrank down a bit, “If that is okay?” His gaze then went to Kyron and ended at Corde, smiling at his sister. It made Azula happy that Felan was always there to look out for his sibling, she knew he would always be around to protect her. The look that Felan gave Azula worried her, was she really that frightening to her pup. She walked over to him next, giving his ear a lick to show her affection for her pup, "Of course dear, if you little ones would like to rest then we can do so. Kyron, we will need to keep up wind to be aware of anyone approaching, especially if it happens to be our eldest brother or father. I also don’t want anyone else hostile to find us.” Before the words were barely out of the warrior femme’s maw, another voice spoke behind them, “Yo.” Azula spun around, instinctually snarling, letting a fearsome growl escape her lips. She protectively stood in front of her pups, pushing Corde next to Felan, making sure both pups were safely behind her. She was not sure how well of a fighter Kyron was anymore with his partial blindness but she knew she could take on the wolf that stood before her. It was an adolescent male, a maned wolf, a type of wolf that she had never encountered before. Azula noticed that he had unique white markings on his muzzle, but she did not linger on that long, as she examined his stature. The multi-colored warrior felt some relief as she noticed that he was not in an aggressive stance and that he seemed to be standing pretty relaxed. The femme did not let her guard down, however she held her aggressive and protective stance. She snarled at the brute as she spat her words out, “What do you want? Who are you?” Everything about Azula was ready to fight, ears and eyes alert to the brute’s every movement, her tail flicked in an annoyed fashion. The large scar that ran across the right side of her face was just one of the many that showed she had been in quite a few fights and survived. She glanced towards her brother briefly to see if he had anything to say to this stranger that had snuck up on the small family. ________________________________________________________________________ |
OOC: Sorry for the delay guys! I don't usually take this long to post replys
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- Things we lost to the flames. - By Felan. July 12, 2013 at 07:51:30 PM
Like A Fool at the Top of My Lungs - By Kyron July 16, 2013 at 02:33:55 AM
[G E T Ö U T Ö F M Y H E Ĺ D] - By Corde July 18, 2013 at 08:19:45 AM
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