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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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‘Finally, Spring has broken free of winters cruel and terrible grasp.’ the brown and grey dappled male thought to himself as he avoided some of the white menace that still resided in the shade of the trees.

He still limped slightly due to the pain the cold had caused him, but his mood was far improved from what it had been. though he probably never fully understand what in god’s good name had driven him to come to this land in the dead of winter, but that is all in the past. Winter cold touch is little more than a fading memory as his coat is warmed by the sun dappled through the trees above. His broken ear slightly flapped against itself, but not even the annoying sensation would ruin his mood. Spring is the time of birth and rebirth after all, in his own way he was coming back to life with the earth around him. As the lake came in to view, he began to limp faster and determination set itself in his golden-amber gaze. The winter hadn’t necessarily been kind, he had lost a bit of weight but he was not hungry for he had managed to catch a meal earlier. Well aware of a pack’s border on his left and making sure not to cross into their territory, he trotted on to the southern bank.

Soon the soil became sandy and warm under his paws approaching the edge of the lake it was here, he sat feeling the fresh air blow the waters’ smooth surface. He gave the ruffled white fur on his chest a few brisk licks, though he wasn’t one for vanity you never knew who you were going to meet and first impressions are crucial. He laid down resting on his side, the warm sand beneath him and sun warming his upside slowly began to lull him into sleep. When he awoke to mid noon sun and someone approaching him, Nanuk didn’t stir or change is breathing, wait to see if the other would notice him or just ignore him.







this is his thoughts this is him speaking


~~ Male ~~ 5 years ~~ no mate ~~ imprint unknown ~~ no pack ~~



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