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 July 17, 2013 at 06:09:27 AM by Sane
-::Remember To Think I'm Contagious::- The blood tickled her neck as she collapsed onto the ground. Her ear could be quite painful if she wasn't sick. It's All In Your Head The sight of multiple wounds along her Sire's body flashed into her deep bloody-brown eyes. She never really meant to say he was funny. The packie had pushed her down. Her grip still remained, but her jaws loosened. Her heels dug at the flowers. Her back had now taken the form of an arch, and she coughed. The blood was merely a stain on the white daisies. She still never let go. The mother fell along side her. Her teeth never released the side of the neck. It wasn't enough to kill the royalty. It was up to her to beg mercy. Or the trial would be everlasting. Word Count: 166 OOC: that's ok..... I was busy for a long time anyways :) I was kinda bored so no attacks for saney......except in the same attack is an attack........?/center> Pupless | Loveless | No Pack | Adult Female Archerie |
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