<small><i>they're coming on satellites .</i></small>

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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they're coming on satellites .
IP: 96.19.46.12
Posted on February 16, 2014 at 02:38:33 AM by Mizuki

Mizuki piddled with a dry sprig... just about the only thing peaking out of the snow-shrouded ground. She could scent that Spring was on the way, though the months were still presenting days of ice and cold winds.
Though she has been here for at least a month, she hadn't made any companions. Seems as if her shy and almost unfriendly seeming demeanor keeps everyone at the bay.
Her white fur blended in with vast snow field, creating a blank canvas. She could easily go unnoticed in these months as well. She breathed, the vapors visible as they escaped her nostrils. Mizuki wasn't sure what to do at this moment, or think, or feel... It was a moment of silence and loneliness, the quiet reverberating off of the far trees...

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::Nothing Left:: - By Seven February 21, 2014 at 03:46:26 PM
We'll dance all night in the fiery glow when they burn down this whole city. - By Mizuki February 21, 2014 at 11:37:18 PM
::Nothing Left:: - By Seven February 23, 2014 at 02:20:27 AM
Double post - By Mizuki February 21, 2014 at 11:35:21 PM
it'll be alright. - By Mizuki February 23, 2014 at 01:07:50 PM
::Nothing Left:: - By Seven February 24, 2014 at 11:40:20 PM
the sirens are singing your song. - By Mizuki March 12, 2014 at 07:34:14 AM

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