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 19, 2013 at 03:56:38 AM by Apollonia
The russet faeling had followed her father and had come to sat next to him, her emeralds scanning the land surrounding them. It was a land she was not used, one that she had never been to before. And it was strange. There was almost a solid line burned through the field; one half was dead and the other half was living. The dead half was burned to a crisp and naught was growing, not even the most resilient of plants. There were no shrubs, weeds…nothing. But the living side was just the complete opposite. It was flowery, colorful, beautiful. So full of scents that Apollonia’s nares burned from their overwhelming stench. Finally, once her constantly moving orbs ceased their motion due to a growing headache. Her emerald gaze shifted to land upon her father, and noticed his carefully picked position upon the earth, half in life and half in death. She had a lot of questions to ask him, mainly what they were waiting for – she figured that it was time to continue on with her lessons – but she also wanted to know why Miss Lolita had not been around much as of late. But before Apollonia had the chance to ask either question, another lupine began to approach the duo, and Apollonia recognized her as being one of the royals who had attended the pack meeting. The femme kalik brought herself to sit before Apollonia’s father quietly, but notices the sparkle gleaming behind her eyes. The russet femme’s plume began to thump upon the ground until her haunches thumped upon the ground as well sending her forward to confront the kalik. “You’re Odessa right? I’m Apollonia and this is my Mister Daddy! Are you here to work on lessons too? I just started my own lessons and managed my first kill all by myself… although I do need to work a lot on keeping quiet. I tend to be a bit rambunctious. Like… right now… Oops…” She glanced backward at her father, her form quietly, her swaying plume ceasing its motion. “Sorry Mister Daddy Sir… I guess I need to work on being still more, huh?” Still, she continued on with her forward motion and energetic thinking. “So Daddy Lycaon, what lessons are we learning today? Fighting? Hunting? Stretching? Fishing? Or stillness?” The little one stuck out her tongue upon the last option she mentioned, showing her thoughts clearly as to how she wanted the day to go. Then she thought for a moment, and added on one more thought. "Is Miss Lolita Ma'am coming? I miss her!" Word Count: OOC: Azura "Listen to my tale," she chides... |
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- {We are sick and we are tired.} - By Lycaon. July 21, 2013 at 09:15:09 PM
only I can tame the wind - By ODESSA July 23, 2013 at 07:19:38 PM
Drowning in Memory - By Apollonia July 25, 2013 at 00:49:54 AM
{We are sick and we are tired.} - By Lycaon. August 2, 2013 at 03:02:57 PM
Drowning in Memory - By Apollonia August 8, 2013 at 02:15:40 AM
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