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 August 27, 2013 at 03:37:40 PM by Winn Dixie
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Winn Dixie had slowly flanked at a comfortable distance next to the alabaster female, waiting for her to reply. When she did, she noticed that her voice went off into that kind of trance that all wolves did when recalling the past. Winn Dixie's fiery blue portals looked at the white lass suspiciously., listening to her tale that was about to be told. I do not come from any part of Blossom. I was born a pack that is... unknown to most. She paused and looked back up at the small lass. In this pack the wolves were constantly fighting among each other. Get on a wolves bad side in that pack, even if you were a pack member, you were likely to die. Winn Dixie shrugged nonchalantly. That was how many packs were, ferocious and unforgiving. You see, I see that a lot of packs are like that nowadays. I guess you could say Abendrot is like that, at least in other's eyes. We are not ruthless as many think. Kershov. Winn paused. He cares. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Winn Dixie || Vixen || Adult || |
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