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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 June 14, 2015 at 11:29:16 PM by [ s a b r i e l ]


s a b r i e l
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He knows he had not been here long, but it felt like a long time anyway. Too long that he waited for any of the last remaining gypsies to come out of hiding, but they hadn't. And long enough that he had found his imprint and had color fill his life. He was glad for that, but still.. it meant that he was pulled in too many directions, and he had been pulled in different directions as it had been before. This only made it worse for him. Kellin got his imprint as well, which Sabriel thought might be good for the younger male. Kellin was always looking for something, and now there had been something found. Perhaps it was time to nudge the male a little more roughly towards a pack life.

Enough years had been spent wasted in wandering and searching, and Kellin had not been born for a gypsy life. Sabriel did not want to hold his brother back. It had been too long already, too long. It felt strange to be this alone when the gypsies had been something before. It was all that Sabriel had known, and he had not been able to find any of them again. He missed it all. Part of him wondered if he needed to give up, go back to Diveen and find Micteca.. yet it wasn't the right time. He would wait a little longer, see if waiting around paid off at all. Maybe it would, and maybe it would not. Though he did have to wonder if he joined a pack, if Kellin would do the same.

Which seemed both right and wrong to Sabriel, but he couldn't shake the feeling. Seven was a good age to settle down, and Sabriel was far too gone to do so. Too old, and even when he had been young he had not been able to do it. He had tried, but he had also failed in that. Being a gypsy was something he lived and breathed; the idea of anything else made him balk. Considering everything he had already given up, it would be worse for him to try now. Sabriel sighed as he walked, trying to figure out what it was he was suppost to do with his life if he couldn't be what he had always been. Was there any kind of supposrt group for this kind of thing? Any group at all in the non-pack way?


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male -- eleven -- mate to micteca -- soulbound to anemone -- gypsy


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