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.
Day and Night IP: 184.76.44.131 Posted on June 25, 2014 at 05:36:20 AM by Hagen
She was real again, not a figment of his imagination anymore and his chest weld. He was happy to be able to touch her, to hear her, to have her scent cling to him again. The extent of him missing her couldn't be said with words, nor, with any actions he could think of. All he could focus on was that she was back. Hagen was simply a lost cause without his Willow. She was his world and his light in life.
A whimper close to a high pitched whine broke through his throat as he settled his head into her fur. Tears didn't stream from his face, but he felt like it. Relief that she was okay and that she came back to him made it feel like the world was off his shoulders. A floating feeling over came him, as if he would drift away without her to anchor him to earth. Again his voice cracked as he spoke, but it was less crackled than when he first spoke. I've missed you so very much Willow.
He didn't have to say her name again, but he wanted to feel it roll on his tongue again and again. Then with little warning he began to caress her face again. Which led to him grooming her neck and shoulders. When done he adjusted himself on his hind end to rest his head across her back. Feeling a little embarrassed that he looked scraggly when she finally returned.
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