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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Magena grumbles as she passes through the snow, the bottom half of her pelt blending in whilst she only looks like a grey blob hovering with bright yellow pools.
She is a grump today, because for one she's still yet to find Jauvin, and second... She absolutely hates the winter. Even if her grey is obvious, no one ever notices her, considering the way she walks is as quiet as an assassin; her lithe frame dancing while she glides overs the slow with ease. The snow is beautiful, yes she can admit, but it is the cold that gets to her, and the everlasting, blinding white always seems to give her a headache.

She had only come to this place because she felt a calling, she had some sort of feeling that something is going on, and it felt big. Still, she doesn't know what the others call this place, and she isn't ready to find out. Magena is dead set on grabbing her brother and leaving immediately. In and out, she thinks to herself, hesitating a moment while her yellow jewels dance around.
She spots the two females up ahead, one is breaching the woods while the other stalks am elk. Her stomach growls furiously before a smirk plasters on her lips.
"Great, easy prey."

Her dial dips as she relaxes her shoulders, watching as the female continues to stalk the elk, who flashes his horns at her play. It is when the elk collapses in the water that makes Magena halt, glancing between the two females in confusion. The other hadn't even touched the damn thing and he falls, and slowly the breath of his life slips away, the rise and fall of his stomach stops abruptly. It was only then had Magena realized how close she'd gotten to the two, only a few feet away, so close that she can snag one and make a run for it. But instead, her curiosity gets the best of her just like it did the others. She lingers back with the other who had approached, cautiously watching at the darker female inches closer to the beast ahead.

Wait... She's seen this before. Back home one winter, a young doe had collapsed near the river that ran off of the mountain Magena had been raised upon, and following this sudden death was an unexpected illness that struck the wolves amongst the pack. Thankfully, Magena had been immune but she can't say much for her brother... Or the others. Her grey ears twitched anxiously, along with the tip of her tail, and then she steps forward.
"I would get out of the water if I were you." her voice trembles, her heart pounding against her chest, all of a sudden not wanting any sort of harm to happen to either wolf beside her. Though she can't quite explain what has happened to the elk, they may think she's crazy, so instead her face impassive... She stands quietly, hoping the female takes her advice.

Magena
female // six // sibling- Jauvin // mate // imprint



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