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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I'll be the dose that you'll die on.
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Posted on December 7, 2014 at 07:40:37 PM by Estelle


I Can Be Your Painkiller.


Estelle had no idea where she was going, she just knows that she wanted out. Voltaire had disappeared shortly after their spoken words of love, and she is beginning to think it was a huge mistake, regardless if whether those feelings were true or not. Of course they are, when she's around him she feels happy, happier than she's felt in years. Now that she is alone, venturing out farther into the land, she does the one thing she's good at most; brood. In her mind, her thoughts twist up into nothing but pain. That pain stabs at her insides and still she has trouble coping with it.

She wonders through the fields searching for any hint of Vol's scent, hoping she can find him soon so that she doesn't have to be alone anymore. Bearing such illness will kill her before the disease of winter will, not that she's caught the flu or anything. It's just that the thought of her past only depresses her farther than she should be, so those pain filled eyes search desperately.

When she tumbles upon the gather, her head juts up looking to see why they were all so bunched up together. Some were off in their own little world, some were tearing at the deceased elk, while others only cast out murmurs amongst the crowd. A single brow lifts on her face, her haunches resting slightly above the crowd. Ignorant, they all were, gathering so close to the elk which now bear injuries from previous monstrous wolves. She doesn't see why they have all gathered, honestly, and much prefers the distance she has decided on. Still, though, she can't help but to fall in love with Moladion more and more each day she remains, regardless of how oblivious the other wolves are. Even with such beauty behold, she can't bite back those terrible thoughts about her mother, brother, and even her long passed father.

Finally, shaking her russet and creme colored head, she rolls onto her pads, swiftly turning to make her way down to approach the group. She wouldn't mingle with them though, for she'd still like to keep her distance. Who knows which have been affected by the beast. Once she reaches the outskirts of the gathering, she rests once more, sanguine eyes scanning the faces of each wolf while taking precautions.

You'll Love Me Until It's All Over.

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