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.


drowning in memory [ open ]


What had Cold Summers come to? It wasn't as if she was no longer loyal toward Caspian - that just simply was not true. Apollonia would always be loyal to the kalak, but after that one fateful day when she had finally escaped from Harries' grip... That had changed everything. It had changed how she viewed the world, having stolen her innocence. Afterword, she had sworn to never be helpless again, and had begun to train, working off the regimens that her adoptive father had tried to force upon her. Not surprisingly, Lycaon had known what he was talking about, and soon, Apollonia had felt herself growing stronger, faster. But to digress, the other main thing that had happened that day was that Sophie had gone into labor. Being able to empathize with her - being pregnant herself - Apollonia had gone to her to comfort her... And not five minutes later, Caspian had shown up and had all but bitten off Apollonia's head, chasing her off and instilling a fear of him within her mind. He and Harries looked similar - both being of kalak bloodlines - and due to her recent abuse, her PTSD had mixed the two events up, and given Apollonia a terror that would never be truly gone.

Her time within the pack had thus been changed forever - she was still loyal, but spent as little time around Caspian as possible, hardly ever raising her eyes to meet his. Around everyone else, she was strong and confident, but whenever Caspian entered the scene she found herself marked as mute and scared, even sometimes succumbing to trembles. And though her son was within the confines of Cold Summers, Apollonia was not sure how much longer she would be able to stay within the pack. He was the only thing keeping her from completely becoming the new Apollonia - strong, confident, a warrior. He was a marker of the past that would never be gone, a reminder - moreso even than her pups - of what had happened to her. For with her pups, she was protective.... But with Caspian, she was terrified.

Apollonia found herself, too, growing bored of the pack. It had been quiet and she had found herself tiring of having no one to talk to. More and more, her travels brought her out of the packlands. It brought her to the unclaimed lands of Blossom Forest, and showed her that there was more to life than just living within a pack. Apollonia found herself enjoying the freedom they offered, and more than that - the views! She had grown so used to just expansile land that was dry and barren, but places such as where she was going now - Blossom Fields - provided her with beauty. With complexion. As she stood before it now, her emeralds sweeping from the Proliferative side to the one covered in blackness, she smiled. It spoke to the fight within her, and an uncharacteristic giggle came from her maw as she inhaled deeply. The sound of her own happiness shocked her, and before long she was frolicking through the flowers, unsure of what had come over her.

"I will vanquish all evil," She growls.

{Apollonia} :: {Femme Fatal} :: {Adult} :: {Tied to None} :: {Cold Summers} :: {Relations to Clementine, Bowen}

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