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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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It’s never the right time…

Petite limbs had danced across the earth’s surface for some time before finally coming to a rest. The owner of these fours limbs was merely a babe, all alone in her wanderings. Just as she was in life. All alone, forever alone, with no one to call family any longer. For little did she know, the makeshift den that had housed her mother, brother and her was all in shambles. The bodies within were what remained of those she loved. The perpetrator of this violent crime was nowhere to be found, like a ghost he was gone. Leaving little Felicity all by herself. Maybe something instinctual told her this was the case or it might have been the fact that she was blatantly lost, but the young café painted daughter would never find this out nor return home. Instead she would move on in life, go forward unto dawn and where each new day lead her. Though this freedom had come in bloodshed, she did not know, and therefore could not care. Alas, this babe was a lamb waiting for slaughter. She was a sickly child, born in poor health and remained so, giving the opportunity to any that came across her to slash away the life she hardly knew.

But so far, this had not happened.

Felicity had wandered far from home, that much was clear. She had done so blindly and without much direction either. Though how was one to maintain direction with their eyes closed? It was miracle she hadn’t wandered off some ravine edge and drowned! Not that any of this crossed the petite babe’s mind. Instead she was consumed by the beauty of the field at her front, though slightly distracted by the latent migraine in her cocoa tipped crown. For someone so petite it was quite a feat that she had made it thus far without collapse. Her threshold for pain was extremely high, though her body’s ability to withstand even simplest of playful motions was extremely low. Felicity for all her weakness was a quaint, beautiful young girl. And she had the personality to match. She was constantly filled with an effervescent kindness, that never ceased. She fit her name quite well, one might say and that was why, as she wandered ‘round the field, she smiled at every little thing. She would not let her migraine ruin this day.

A rustling noise caught the girl’s attention. The grass around her still swayed, but she could hear the unnatural disturbance of someone walking through it elsewhere. Felicity cocked her head to the side, listening intently to the sound and pin pointing its location. The sound lasted only a minute or less, but it was still enough to point the girl in the right direction.

The café painted snowflake meandered towards the sound, her gaunt espresso pools staring widely. She broke through the last of the foliage, back again at the edge of the prairie. She sniffed at the air, another wolf was nearby. She could tell by the different scent that was definitely not flowers. She nosed through other foliage until she came upon a large, male wolf sprawled out under a tree. She stared, curious as to why he thought this was a good spot to sleep. She padded forward, making no sound on the soft soil. Felicity pressed her small nose against the male’s nose, her gaunt espresso pools staring widely into closed lids. Mister you look awful lonely.


Felicity
Miss || Alone || Babe


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