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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porcelain doll MEZIC
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Depression. That is what it was. The deep feeling of longing & loneliness that had set in, had been dragging her deeper & deeper into this depression. It was Mezic that she missed the most, more than her home in Blossom, more than her sister.. more than anything she had ever known or loved. It was killing her to be away for so long, she had lost nearly 20 pounds & her fur had began thinning. She looked ill. Jekyll had to return to him, & tell him how she felt about him. She needed him.
Long, skinny, aching legs had carried her day & night for nearly a week on her trek back to blossom. She had not had a meal in nearly 4 days, though it didn't stop her. The pain of hunger was numbed by the pain in her heart. Jekyll was a complete wreck.

It hit her hard as she took the first step back over the border into blossom, tears falling from her bloodshot eyes, rolling down her protruding cheek bones. A weak smile crossed her face, & her pace quickened to a wobbly sprint. She raced against the wind as fast as she possibly could in her state of being, & collapsed heavily into a pile of wild flowers after tripping through the weeds of Blossom Field. Without even lifting her head, she lay there in a heap of bones & messy fur, & let out a pitiful cry for the ears of Mezic. There she would remain until the love of her life came to rescue her, & if he did not cone to her call, she would rot away with the flowers beneath her body until he finally found her.

** Heart belongs to Mezic <3 **




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