Ruieze Fields
Open fields and soft grass...
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What to do, what to do? I toe the borders of Iromar not for the first time. I'm still considered their prisoner but what's a little field trip? After all, I'm growing quite bored of the foggy pack land. Glancing around to make sure no one's watching, I grin and step right over. There we go. Now where to go? My tail flicks behind me as my bright blues glow with mischief. The world is my play ground. I head off in a general direction, letting the wind take me where it would go. The sun is beaming down and its a warm summer day. Good thing I'm white but I could still use a good drink and a cool down. I head toward the sounds of splashing. What's going on, a water fight? Ears prick forward as I creep forward, checking out the three females by the water. They don't smell like they're even from the same packs. A group gathering? I've heard of these, in fact, I've been to one that I remember. It was quite dull but at least I get to put names to faces. And its a good way to memorize pack scents and wolf scents in case I want to track someone down later. I do need a snack after all. Finally deciding to make myself known, I step out of the bushes onto the banks, looking around before I glance at the younger wolf who was just being spoken to. I can't just let that one go, now can I? My face looks uncertain, my actor skills on full display. "I don't know..that water looks pretty fishy to me. Could be gators in there. They eat wolves for appetizers." Spike_male_seven seasons_34', 130lbs._no imprint_no ties_sire to Erikur, Sinclair, & Lamar_no pack |