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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Posted on May 14, 2015 at 01:54:04 AM by Paldor




He did not hear the footsteps of the other male nor did his nose take in the others stench for he was too distracted by the voices in his head, "you're an old fool if you think you're safe from fate" they all crackle at him, gnashing invisible teeth making him rock away from the unseen forces and close his pale white eyes. They used to have names... back when there was only four but now they multiplied into what seems like hundreds maybe millions, their sound like that of a swarm of bees only in every pitch and volume you can imagine. All vying to be the one to drive him over the brink of life and end it all. Each seemed to prod and poke at him with unseen body parts and eager to watch him squirm. "I'm not a fool-" he growls out, it is cut short as a yelp so loud leaked from his open mouth. The male had taken advantage of his unstable frame of mind, something the voices were quick to grind him about, it had been years since he'd felt anything from that region. And what the angel queen and her dark king had started in the war was sufficiently yanked once more as the male darted around him, pulling on his tail only seemed to make it more bent and twisted, the tang of blood in the air caused him to growl a deep rusted sound from the center of his emaciated rib cage.

"You should have had her rip it off to begin with" they smirked at him "then Thai never would have happened in the first place, see! You are a fool!" he growls his displeasure at the taunts and swings about on stick thin legs to follow his attacker. Paldor is weak in both body and mind but he is in a very feral state and that only leads to him salivating and licking his lips as he arches his back his tail is useless and thanks to this brute won't even posture for the life of him. "My tail" he growls out slowly before launching himself towards the other male, his feet skitter on the dried fall ground and make his attack almost futile. His teeth clasp nothing as they strike and his ears are held flat in aggression as he knows he's missed his mark he tries to pull back and shake his head to clear it. This is a fight and almost live or die situation and it brings back the ghosts his past vividly to him as he fought alongside his mate in the war taking on a king and queen.

"paldor"
" voices in head"

Arctic Wolf | Male | Fourteen | Ex-Auspex of Iromar| Ruvindra | no bond | Wanderer

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I really want to play this out as him getting his ass kicked and nearly dead but not total dead. He still needs to find his imprint hehe so do your worst but leave him alive. I give permission to try and blind him and/or rip his tail off XD


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