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 October 7, 2013 at 08:22:01 PM by Apollonia
Apollonia’s russet pelt shimmered in the sunlight, its rare coloring glimmering in the bright light of the star that shone in the sky above her. “Stupid daddy…” She swept her paw at a rock, sending it flying. Her father had fought for the health and leadership of their pack and had lost. He had yet to return to the land though. In fact, the land had been quiet and still. The queen was hidden away in her den with the princess, awaiting the arrival of the new Alpha, whoever they be, and so Apollonia had began to get restless. Her best friend, Lokii, had disappeared as well, and the russet faeling had been avoiding Lolita, still mad at the words that the ess had spoken when last they spoke. She would not be the first to apologize. It would not be her. The teen took off, digging her claws into the dirt and galloped across the land, her pads hitting the earth silently. She had grown since her father been gone, and in order to impress him when he returned, she had been practicing her lessons, which had done much to reshape her body. It was lean and muscular. Her agility had increase dramatically, she was able to weave in and around obstacles with easy. She was able to go from standing stock still to running full out in mere seconds, and was quiet. Very quiet. But in her heart she was light and playful and loving and naïve. She was innocent of the ways of the world, and little did she know that it would get her into trouble. Her paws led her over rocks, streams, and around trees. She knew not where she was going, but only knew that she could not stay within the territory for one moment longer. She came to the edge of Cold Summers and looked around – she had not dared to exit the terra before, but with how quiet the land had been, she felt encouraged. Slowly, one leg at a time, she crossed the invisible boundary that had grown weak and feeble over time. After all four feet were past it, she smiled to herself, bounding forward. She would flee from the land, for now, until her father returned. Let him fret about her for a time as she had been fretting about him. As she ran, she laughed – her body was finally healed from the fall that she took off of Rainbow Cliff, and she was finally free to move gracefully and with ease. Apollonia kept running, until she was winded, and collapsed in the beautiful meadow of flowers that she had ended up in. Where she was, she knew naught, but she felt free for the first time in the longest time. With a sigh, she rolled onto her back and grinned up at the sky with orbs brighter than the sun itself and greener than the purest of emeralds. Freedom… Azura |
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- The GOTT VERDAMMT AWESOME! - By Gilbert Beilschmidt November 2, 2013 at 03:03:12 PM
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