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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Winter was definitely on its way and it wasn't known to stop for anyone. How she had made it through past winters she was unsure of, but this one seemed much more promising this time around. A sigh of relief leaves her as she is giving the offers and suggestions from her new comrades. Maybe it was a good idea to follow them for the winter. It didn't mean she had to be there forever. Maybe she would find that missing piece of her there without even realizing it.


The thoughts swirled about in her mind as she sat silently for a few moments, as still as could be, gazing out across the sparkling waters. The cool breeze tickling her radars, making them twitch slightly, and her cold wet nostrils flaring and inhaling the scents. She felt so detached from others anymore. The thought of surrounding herself with more unfamiliar ones of her kind began to deter her mind from the idea of following them to this Glorall or woodland. The constant battles of confrontation from her old packs exhausted her. With the other piece of her being gone as well, it ripped her apart as much as she always hid it from others.


Knowing she had to make a decision she centered herself back to the conversation. Tilting her muzzle towards the stars she watched the moon play hide and seek as the clouds passed slowly. Weighing every option and facing realities, it was as if her mind turned into a giant battle field. Different sides battled to be the conqueror. Questions and her stuck in her way views swung their swords at one another furiously. Her decision was made...


"I shall follow you to Glorall, Cersei... on two conditions." She paused to turn her face towards the young girl. Her expression seemed almost emotionless as she began to speak again. "I am free to come and go as I please and it won't be expected of me to stay to call that my home once spring comes to visit. Agreed?" A piece of her felt like she was protecting the young girl in a way by applying these conditions. She did not view her as weak, but she did not want to be the cause of the girl being hurt in the end when it came time for her to say her goodbyes. A brief pause was given before she looked to Enderly. "Will you come with us or return to where you call home?"




G V G E Y U ' I


her soul belongs to none






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