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 January 4, 2014 at 01:32:10 AM by Apollonia
Love was what she felt – a deep devotion to the kalik whom she had met on that fated day on Misty Mountain. It took the place of the anger that had been rooted within her loins against her father. Against Lolita. Against all of the wolves who had abandoned her. Instead, she now was back to her normal self – warm, loving, carefree, fun-loving. It was exciting and new. Her and Harries went for long walks, had flirtatious talks… and then there were the compliments. No one had ever paid to her the attention or the flattery that Harries did. Each morning when she woke she thought of him and yearned to reach him, and when she left him she thought of naught but the sadness of leaving him. He was her last thought before she fell asleep and her first thought when she awoke. He was her all and she could not wait for the question she was sure that he would ask her – to become his mate. She would run away with him, leave Cold Summers behind. Apollonia would surely miss the royals – they had always cared for her. Eventually, she would miss her father. Maybe even Lolita. But she would happy with Harries… for forever. When she was without him, she often found herself daydreaming as to how their life would end up, and today was no different. She opened her eyes, not realizing that she had wandered to the middle of Blossom Field. Her paws had led her over rocks, streams, and around trees. The femme had not known where she was going, but she had ended up here. Her haunches pushed against the earth and then she was running, her lithe form brushing against the flowers and sending little floating seeds up into the air. As she ran, she laughed – her body had finally fully healed from the fall off of Rainbow Cliff, and her grace had returned to her motions. She ran from one side of the meadow to the other and back again until she was winded and collapsed in a head in the middle of the beauteous scene before her. She felt free as a bird, as if both her body and her soul were gliding through the sky. 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. She smiled and slowly closed her lids, resuming her daydreams. Azura |
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Drowning in Memory - By Apollonia January 5, 2014 at 07:02:04 PM
What Happened to the Stars? - By Chevelle January 5, 2014 at 08:21:44 PM
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