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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ANGEL
Every Rose has it's Thorns




The sun is shining high in the sky, and the pied vixen is moving slowly through the foliage, returning to the land that she had called home. Angel had been away, taking time for herself as she figured out what exactly was happening around her. Her younger sibling had loved her as much as she could, but with the whelps around, there wasn't much time for anyone else, or so Angel thought. The obsidian and ivory vixen was starting to feel like a burden to her family, and it was a feeling she hated more than anything in her life. Even the pain of losing Tobias was small in comparison. Ever since she had proven herself to not be the cause of her mothers death, her family had stood by her, helping her as she regained her mental health, but she had decided that she didn't want to have her family struggle watching her, and she sure didn't want the pity from her nieces and nephews.

Now a couple years later, she returned to the place that she had called home, her thick paws gripping the earth as she lowered her frame to gaze over the horizon. She had time to think over her time away, and had even had time to grieve over the death of her youngest and only child. The whelp between herself and Godric had been stillborn, and the death still pained her to this day. She pauses as a soft breath escapes from her maw, and her electric yellow gaze penetrates as the sun slowly withdraws from the sky. Angel lost all sense of time in the past couple hours as she thought about the last couple months. Of the wolves that had helped her overcome her disease, and nursed her back to health. Their name, it was Kishan, the earth and dark toned warrior that she had grown to like as a friend, and Shai, his younger sibling. She had invited them to follow a couple days behind her, back to Moladion when their pack had disowned them for accepting a foreigner into their clutches.

Angel could understand why everyone had been afraid of her, even though she had changed her life, the story had never failed to reach the lands far from Moladion. She struggles to remember the days prior to living with Bluejay, the only other thing she remembers is the obsidian brute that had drawn her in. Tobias and herself had been promised to one another as young whelps, but the connection had never stuck. While Tobias looked at other females, she had always had her electric yellow orbs settled on him, but she soon got much better, as Tobias stayed the way he had always been. Some would argue that the change in Angel was temporary, but she would enjoy the clear mindedness she had until that day did come.





ANGEL ღ NINE ღ FEMALE ღ NO MATE ღ NO IMPRINT

ღ NO CHILDREN ღ NO HOME ღ BOREGORE x SILHOUETTE




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