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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He can see the way her green and black eyes narrow upon him, the way they scrape across his fur and measure him against what he was. Time breaks and time builds. He has not taken his lot in life lightly. Everything he desires will be in his grasp by the end of it - even if he has to fight tooth and claw to take it. Much more preferable that way. She is lovely but he has a keen eye for beauty and silver does seem to suit him. Yet it is not her outward appearance that completely enraptures him. It is her spirit - of fire and ice. That is not to say that he would ever do her bidding or that he feels a certain way for her yet she is above many in this world and has earned a special place in the inner part of his ... circle. Even if she hasn't met it.

There is a haughty tilt to her head that makes his tail rise up dominantly, a curled fang peeking from his silver maw before settling into a cocksure look. He has learned more manners since last meeting her. Now he is a mixture of stealth, slyness, cunning, with a nice dash of crazy and fitful. It is ever a game of power to him, so subtle and manipulative that only he truly knows where he plans to end up. Charcoal eyes slip from hers towards the area whereupon he had recently hear some sort of whining. Such noise galled him, drove a dagger into him and made his teeth grit in disdain, much like his father. Her taunting voice is met with a shrewd grin of his own as he stalks beside of her. "Oh, looking for me I imagine," he throws back at her with a sultry look and a wicked smirk. After all - he was the most important thing wasn't he?

Their eyes scan rapidly around them as they move. Fluid and deadly. Excitement builds along with a sort of buzzing Frenzy and he is put to mind of his attack with Zharko. The way the girl had merely given up beneath them. Would today mirror that?

She stalls and his attention is grabbed by the utter stillness of the area. It is as if they can sense the heat and smell the fear from her. Before he can dart forward Eve dashes and his ears flatten. She had taken the lead and he felt displeasure. But for now he would go along with it. He is swift at her heels before darting off to the side to block the kid lest it bolts past them. This game was just beginning and a nice little wolf paw sounded worth chewing on.

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