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Ruieze Fields
Open fields and soft grass...
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I am Orb. It was one of those rare days that he could be in control and he was going to make the most of it if it was the last thing he would do. He didn't have a plan or destination in mind since he didn't really know where anything was anyway. He didn't have any landmarks yet but the lake was starting to become one of his favorite places. Apparently you could meet other wolves with other voices in their heads there! It was truly an exciting prospect for Orb. He had spent most of his childhood alone. The other pups found him weird, even before Bandit, Mags, and Diesel joined him. Maybe it was because he had an imaginary friend but he found it all blurry, the whole order of things. Like, did he make an imaginary friend and chased off any potential real friends or did he create the imaginary friend as a crutch BECAUSE he didn't have real friends. He couldn't quite remember. But he did remember his imaginary friend's name. It was Gus. Quaint and simple but it fit just right. Gus and he went everywhere together. They explored all over his home territory and even into bordering territories where his parents told him not to venture. The only thing he found odd about it was that Gus never wanted him to tell his parents where they were doing. Orb always assumed it was because they would get in trouble but sometimes he wondered if it was something else. But on to bigger and better things. Like the new wolf up ahead! One that he hadn't seen or talked to yet. It was nighttime and he was a little paranoid as always so company was always better. Nighttime meant he would get tired soon but he wouldn't allow his body to shut down because if he did fall asleep, someone else would take over and he always worried about who that someone would be. If it were Mags or Diesel, it wouldn't be so bad but what if it was Bandit? That could be bad, especially for someone like the young girl before him. He stopped a few feet away, Bandit already eyeing the girl like she's the new flavor of the week. Diesel glared at him from a safe distance but Orb knew it was just a matter of time before tempers flared and tongues went wild. His tongue, to be precise, since they all came from the same place. Mags thought it was rather pretty though, with the stars all twinkly in the sky and the moon all bright tonight, shining on the girl like a spotlight. "IT'S LIKE SHE'S AN ANGEL..." She whispered softly. Orb couldn't help but agree with a nod as he cleared his throat. "IT'S A PRETTY NIGHT TONIGHT, DON'T YOU THINK?" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Confused? See my Info Page |