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 November 8, 2013 at 06:16:59 PM by Harries.
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How do I stay so healthy and boyishly handsome? It's simple. I drink the blood of young runaways;; William Shatner A field of life and death rested peacefully in the chocolate brown gaze of a wandering stranger. Flowers shifted silently in the breeze, dancing with beauty and poise and releasing perfume capable of attracting monsters and angels alike. A rainbow of colours waved across the plains entrancing the weary soldiers that wandered the lonely earth. Like the sirens of the sea, the sights and sounds could be responsible for the death of naive sailors and if one did not keep their head, they could be faced with disastrous consequences. Yet, only paw steps away, the flowers gradually dispersed leaving ash and emptiness in its wake. Scars and wounds plagued the earth where flowers had once rested and fire had swept through the land. The work of the flames was unmistakable and even the youngest and most inexperienced of wolves would know what befell the land. Nothing would ever grow in this barren wasteland again, and so it was a remarkable sight for those who knew not of the forest that surrounded. The real question was what beauty did the place hold before the fire struck and changed its destiny forever? Movement was an easy task for the long stilted Kalak and he did it with such grace and posture that it seemed as though his delicate paws didn’t even touch the ground. His chiselled head complete with striking features, rested elegantly on his auburn neck and the regal saddle that straddled his back ruffled slightly with the refreshing breeze. His paws danced confidently across the flowers, bending and breaking the stems as he went, crushing what was left of the living field under his paws. Unlike those other wolves that would walk carefully in order to preserve what was left of the precious life, Harries did not care. His beauty trumped what lay around him and any female would be lucky to be blessed with his presence. Warm chocolate eyes, that hid his true nature, searched through the multitude of colours waiting for something of interest to drag him forwards across the land. So far this place had proved to be only slightly stimulating meaning his quest was still unfulfilled and the devil was still lurking, stalking through the shadows in search of its next victim. It seemed that not many wolves resided in this place; of life and death, and for a moment Harries thought gravely that he was alone. He had slithered away from the lake like a viper, keeping his face and pride intact. His first encounter with a lady of these lands had not gone as he had expected it too and rather than completing what he had left his father’s kingdom to do, he had unwillingly set himself up in a fight. His perverted mind had ticked and twisted at the thoughts of what he would have done to the ginger maiden and yet she had snapped back his offer with threats of death. Little did she know that she had altered natures plan and left another fae in the clutches of the handsome blood sucker. If he could not get what he wanted from her, then others would pay the price. A price that would way on their shoulders for the rest of their lives should he manage to sink his claws into their delicate flesh. And this was where his quest, his lust for a lover had brought him. To this place of animation and inertness in search of a succulent meal that could finally help to quench his appetite. |
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- oh darling, won't you dance with me? - By Leila November 14, 2013 at 05:02:36 PM
You can't resist the urge to love me. - By Harries. November 30, 2013 at 03:55:48 PM
oh darling, won't you dance with me? - By Leila December 1, 2013 at 03:56:01 PM
You can't resist the urge to love me. - By Harries. December 15, 2013 at 06:38:51 PM
oh darling, won't you dance with me? - By Leila December 18, 2013 at 08:47:16 PM
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