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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He had been reluctant to get up this morning having been so comfortable in the den he shares with Myra and Cinder. Still he had force himself from that warmth; it was once again time for him to journey to the borders of Glorall to look for any remaining family members. It was sizable journey though he was never gone more than the better part of a single day. While traveling between the two territories he almost always let his mind wander a bit, it's not like it had anything better to do in the miles between the packs. He only becomes fully alert when he approaches southernmost border point. It wouldn't take him long to work his way north to the place Glorall shares their border with Diveen; keeping a solid distance from invisible line. He was careful to keep his existence near border unknown, for he wasn't here to chat unless it was with one of his long lost family members. He got to the northern most border of Glorall that, with as little luck as he had the day before. However as he turned, ready to return back to Spirane in defeat once again; he heard a call, and mistakable call. The call of his brother. There was no hesitation in his next movements; he pivots in the direction the howl had come from, and then dashes towards the calls origin.


It didn't take him long to sight the familiar hide of his brother; he of course notices that his brother is in company of another. A girl, who bears a very white coat, except this girl had some striking red markings. He slows to a stop as he approaches the two. "Well it's been a while, hasn't it Aran?" He spoke with his tilted and tail wagging slowly. He had a lot of questions yes, if fact he had a whole horde of them, but they could wait; at least until they were alone, he had no wish to cause the girl with his brother to feel awkward. "Hello I’m Sciathàn, though if you've hanging around my brother you probably already know that, it's nice to meet you." He said turning his golden eyes to the girl, only cast a quick glance glimmering with amusement at Aran while speaking. “So, are you Aran’s girlfriend?” He asked lowering his head to her height while struggling to keep a straight face.




this is his thoughts this is him speaking

~~ Male ~~ 3 years ~~ Too Young For Chains ~~ Will Never Be Caged~~ Glorall~~
Parents: Snowshoe & Meltdown ~~ Siblings: Apollinari & Arancione

RIVALS:
II Has found a rival in Ragnar II Wins: 0 II Loses: 0 II Ties: 0 II



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