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 29, 2013 at 04:31:24 AM by Beilshmidt Bruders
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Sunlight slid in patches over the German's golden hide and glinted dully off the variety of scars through his fur. He was moving quickly through the bushes, but he was silent as only a trained spy could be. His paws barely seemed to touch the ground with the speed he moved, and were so carefully placed that it was hard to believe that his eyes were locked on a pale stain in the colorful blur of flowers on the complete other side of the field. This ones fur was thin and stark white, as only an albino's could be. And this rose a confused and hate-injected sort of hope in Ludwig's chest. If this was in fact his brother, how would he even react? But he moved onwards anyway, knowing he would be able to do whatever he wanted, whenever he was ready to, as long as Gilbert didn't know he was there. That is, if it was Gilbert at all. Pushing down that thin wisp of hope, the Blond's icy orbs scrutinized the brute in question. There really wasn't much to see from that angle and from the distance Ludwig was looking from. But the quickness that some random female had found herself at the white brutes side with proved his thoughts somewhat. Gilbert had always been good with the ladies... -[+]- "Gott verdammt..." He growled under his breath, drawing the necessary air to bark out more orders. ><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> The Awesome Gilbert saw the fey long before she sat beside him, his odd, scarlet gaze working awesomely as a lure. Even if she hadn't explicitly thought so, he knew his awesomeness was inescapably attractive and mysterious. She was sort of like him, lightly colored and relatively normal sized ( though he was a bit smaller... But all muscle!) but the closer she moved, these were the only major similarities he could see. But he couldn't honestly care less, since by that point she was at his side and speaking to him. "Hello. May I sit here with you?" She asked, pausing for only a second, barely allowing the awesome German to roll his eyes boredly, and give her an unenthusiastic "Ja..." before she continued. "Oh, wait, my butt is already on the ground; looks like you're stuck with me." The albino turned to her with his classic awesome grin and gleaming ruby orbs just before she began to sit down, and his next words were hurried and heavily laden with his German accent. "Well, technically you aren't sitting yet... Never mind. Weren't sitting." then she introduced herself as Macartni, and he nodded to himself. "I am Gilbert Beilshmidt. But you may adress me as 'Highness' or preferably 'Your Awesomeness'." The awesome Gilbert winked at the fey as well, giving her just the right impression of him. No one this confident could be the half insane and power hungry leader of a fallen pack. Ja? Ja. <~+~> "You are in the prescence of awesome..."1 He seriously speaks. >Gilbert Beilshmidt <>Male<>No Mate<>No Remembered Heirs<>Pack< >Agent Sethilississ< |
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- LISTEN TO THE SILENCE - By Macartni July 30, 2013 at 04:25:40 PM
The Warrior and the GOTT VERDAMMT AWESOME - By Beilshmidt Bruders August 5, 2013 at 03:54:56 PM
LISTEN TO THE SILENCE - By Macartni August 14, 2013 at 02:23:07 AM
The Warrior and the GOTT VERDAMMT AWESOME - By Beilschmidt Bruders August 14, 2013 at 09:34:40 PM
LISTEN TO THE SILENCE - By Macartni September 17, 2013 at 02:20:17 AM
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