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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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The sun, the ultimate source of energy of all things living about the ground, to soak it up without eating was to absorb it in its truest form. Still the stomach needs food or the body could shut down. Last he had put such in his body was the night before and after his jog around to the sandy banks from the crags his somewhat dissipated to the point where hunger was beginning to gnaw at his belly. He hears the sound of a body coming rest upon the sand behind him as a fishy scent wafts to his nose. Of course he finds himself above stealing or even asking for food. His chest expands as he takes in a deep controlled breath in and releases, relinquishing his curiosity as well. To tell the truth unless the other attacked him, he could care less about her being behind him.


The sound of more paws hitting the soft sand made his ears twitch, there was no doubt that now there were two others. However, unlike the first the newcomer didn't stop a distance away, instead came closer. The newcomer mas his way around to the front of the boy slowly, stopping more in front of Nanuk than the other. Still Nanuk had to awkwardly crane his neck to better see the boy in front of him. Boy was a pale one with a darker shades covering his face and going down his back from what Nanuk could see from his current perspective. The boy in front of him spoke, not just his words but also the tone in which he say such confuse Nanuk. 'Is this pale one speaking to the one behind me or me? If me why? Didn’t I do something to interest or anger him?' instead of voicing the questions in his head, he simply raises an eyebrow. His amber eyes boring into the boy as the boys did to him.







this is his thoughts this is him speaking



~~ Male ~~ 6 years ~~ no mate ~~ imprint unknown ~~ no pack ~~




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