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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They would rule Asteraia one day. It was their heritage and destiny. Gehenna could feel the pack calling to her, the numbers dwindled, it needed it's rightful heirs. Even if Tick Tock and Tobias could manage to hold onto it for another couple of years they were old with all their gray showing through. She and Widow on the other hand were just coming into their prime years. Widow was bigger but Gehenna was quick as a flash and just as deadly as her counterpart.

Eyes of teal and black watch her dear sister, the only one who has truly secured the demons utter loyalty. Gehenna would kill, bleed, and die for Widow. It was for Widow alone Gehenna had bothered to learn to communicate and not succumb to the deeper darkness that haunted the grandfather she so wished to usurp. Paying attention and learning to read lips had become invaluable when speaking with Widow; now that she had become so adept it was becoming an ever increasing occurrence that she would do it without thinking, subjecting herself to some random wolf's imbecilic notions.

If it is Diveen Widow wants then that is where they would go. A nod is all the demon gives her beloved sister in response. Widow had a valid point; much could be gained in Diveen. The recent run in with their father mother had illuminated just how much of their heritage actually came from the ‘angels’ as they called themselves. And the demon was more than willing to use it to her advantage.

Deep inside Gehenna knew she was nothing like the angels or her grandmother, she was much more like her grandfather. But the striking resemblance she realized she had to Aaliyah had left her a little curious about the ‘angels’. Even though the markings were different their bodies and faces were shaped almost identical. Would the older angels realize just how much she resembled one of the first of the angels to grace the land? It could make them more overtwith their actions and words; she wouldn’t hesitate to use it against them if she could.

Nipping at her sister's tail when the appendage is waved in front of her, Gehenna smiles at Widow and begins to lope after her. It was a new day. Widow was back. The dynamic duo together once more. Together they would leave their mark across Moladion; one even darker and and timeless than even Tobias had left. They would make sure of that.
Gehenna.
run, run as fast as you can, because once I catch you that's it, the end


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