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.
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Posted on February 12, 2015 at 05:21:45 AM by Aerten
Aerten was no sweet loving caring girl. She was not the kind to pick up the injured and the weak and nurse them back to life when she stumbled across them. There was very little mercy or compassion left inside the girl, having had it culled out of her from the moment of her birth, and having such a demeanour only refined by her time in Abentrot. The russet assassin was a dagger, a weapon to be used against relentless enemies and dangers to her lands and she worked in it's interests. And Abentrot was not home to the soft-hearted. However, tonight as she crossed the borders it was not on an errand or mission given by her King, but rather something that was admittedly personal. Though the girl would never in a million years admit it, there was an ess of a different kind than the usual she was found around to see tonight. The little Saw Tooth warrior, though slightly annoying yet amusing at first, had grown on the hardened warrior, and she genuinely enjoyed her company. Gods help the wolf who ever tried to touch a single hair on the ess's coat, because Aerten would personally make the rest of their short existence a living hell. Dib was one of the few things on this planet that Aerten gave a damn about, and she found herself growing quite possessive of the Saw Tooth girl. It had been too long. Lean legs carried her towards the heavy aroma of flowers, and she rolled her eyes at the sappiness of the field of blossoms that she had begun to enter. Whilst she didn't really care for the aesthetic beauty of the place, it seemed like the kind of thing Dib would appreciate. Her toned chest let out a heavy sigh as she sat in a particularly sunny patch, absent-mindedly smoothing a few loose hairs on her pelt. Wrapping her banner around her form, the young assassin grinned and tossed her head backwards, calling out for the one she had gone through this entire exercise for. With any luck, the girl would hear her and come and say hello. If not, then Aerten would feel obliged to search her out. OOC- YESSSSSSS |
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- /Adventure_is_out_there/ - By Dib. March 31, 2015 at 10:00:08 PM
a c c e l e r a t e - By Aerten April 2, 2015 at 04:39:19 AM
Never Forget Who You Are - By Grey Wind April 3, 2015 at 04:16:59 PM
Adventure_is_out_there. - By Dib. April 17, 2015 at 03:51:09 PM
a c c e l e r a t e - By Aerten June 6, 2015 at 00:05:12 AM
Never Forget Who You Are - By Grey Wind June 15, 2015 at 00:23:55 AM
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