Once this place used to hold the yin and yang scenery of Blossom Field. Now, there are miles of winding tundra. To the north, this tundra is cruel and dry, with wisping weaves of tall grasses. The ground is cracked and cold, and it hardly is ever moistened by dearly desired rainfall. To the south, the tundra becomes more prosperous - meadows of flowers and herbs grace the ground. Part of this connects near Elebeam Weargtreow - however it is an impassible field of poppy, which will put any wolf trying to cross it into a deep slumber, and eventually die.

Those looking to hunt here will find mice, snakes, and rabbits, along with pronghorns, bison, and javalinas.

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But what a shame
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I WRITE SINS NOT TRAGEDIES


What little mothering that had occurred or even existed was gone. The fea’s scent was long gone after their first feeding, and the once warm liquid was replaced by mushy food. And it was only as warm as the air that surrounded the pups. Each one of them had begun to open their eyes and the sights that had infiltrated the weary white pups gazers was not the utopia he had hoped for. There was no loving mother, only a single father attempting and trying with every ounce of his being to keep them alive. It was almost in spite that the pale ghost had wanted to die. He wanted to be a ghost, maybe then his mother would pay a snippet attention to his cold body, but alas here he was trudging with his father and siblings. Still alive.

Sin let his dual oceans lull over the land, his white paws dragged his body forward towards the voice he recognized as his mother’s. But the call he hoped to be one of forgiveness and undying love was just as irate that the voice that berated his ears as their arrived. They’re yours now. Sin’s father just nodded his head. Aindreas was beaten, he couldn’t force her to take them and risk her just drowning them all in the lake… He would have rather attempted to salvage their puphood and make into a less depressing situation. And as Aindreas resigned to take them ‘home’, wherever that was Drizzt spoke up. Mother… I would like to go with you. Everyone needs family, don’t they? And Sin couldn’t help but protest, Drizzt…? His voice was doused in pain, he didn’t want to lose part of his family… How could Drizzt even begin to contemplate living that woman..? Sin could hardly bring himself to call her, his mother.

But before Sin could even think to broach the subject any further a duo of wolves showed. Two grey pelted wolves, one of them being particularly akin to his father. Their eyes were almost identical. Why, hello Hocus… This is awkward, now isn’t it? Sin just sat silently, trying to shove down whatever bubbling emotions had started rising to the surface. White lids closed over his similarly electric blue eyes as he just awaited to barrage of anger, confusion and hurt to rise up and erupt over the entire group that had cumulated in the field.

S I N

||Aindreas ft. Hocus Pocus||Brother to Disaster, Famous Last Words & Drizzt||Alesana||



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