Ruieze Fields

Open fields and soft grass...
Ruieze stretches far in the midlands of Moladion, laced with streams that feed into Diveen and out of Asteraia at times. The fields are vast, filled with wildflowers and tall, soft grass; trees are sparse, as are rocks, but one can find small shrubs to hide amongst, and the grass itself. To the south of the fields, a Ruieze River widens, and the ground becomes sandy. There is a small, grassy island that can be reached from the banks, with water-birds often congregating on the island rather than the riverbanks.

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She can tell, by the looks of these loners, of these outcasts that they simply think of her as a simple whelp. Perhaps she was mouthy and had a tendency to speak before she chose to think. However it did not matter, two more years of training and she would be unstoppable. Already her skills were beginning to develop. Long hours of running, and mock battles had her agile and surprisingly fit for a pup. At seventy five percent grown she could still pose a threat, she could still be a force to be reckoned with. She glares at the scarred femme. A glint or sarcasm tipping her tongue. Oh how little they new for adults.
"As a matter a fact I do have those that give a damn. With my future profession however I wish with every fiber in me being that those that care would simply forget about me. Moreover, everything that happens in Moladion is my concern. I have taken role of a protector of these lands and I would like to see that monsters,"
The girl shoots a pointed look at the male of the trio. His large white and black form like a sore thumb next to her black pelt.
" Don't corrupt the lands with evil. Perhaps Im not one to judge, I am after all but only two season's. As for wagging my tongue, I enjoy pestering fools like you. Who think femme's are all self absorbed gossip queens. I bet you that lady over that has seen more battles and is stronger than you'll ever be. As far as i'm concerned We both can wag ours tongues as much as we please."

Perhaps the girl had gone over board. She knew the older fey didn't want a girl like herself to stick up for her. However he irked her, this strange male with which she had never laid eyes on before. His aura was off, as if he was fighting an internal battle. He had her defenses up and her hackles rising. Maybe it was the assassin training talking but something in the wind was changing. She was preparing herself for the snap, she could see it in his eyes. She keeps her posture dominant to the male, however in an odd way the female seemed to gain Gecko's respect. The way she spoke held wisdom and that was something Gecko could value. So instead of urging the lady on she simply gives her a nod of respect, showing that her problem and up tightness was not toward her. Come on big boy, test out the assassin trainee betcha she could pack a nice punch.




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