Many wolves looking for relaxation come to Blossom Field. A gentle breeze vibrating the blossoming flowers is quite a sight to see and it is quite a favourite for wolves to come with their mates.

A recent fire has ruined the scenery, half the field covered with soot and marked with scars of the flames. The other half is untouched, however.

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I AM THE VIOLENCE EMBEDDED IN FLESH.
IP: 107.77.90.65


then we'll lie, cheat, steal and murder everything
lucian - demon - of age - no home - no heart
we have dark, tarred souls underneath


​​It was through enlarged hues that Lucian regarded the Miss. Seeming quite shaken up by their entire encounter so far, he watched as she shifted oddly on her chestnut pillars. For a moment, she responded to him so apprehensively that he stood before her for a short while, silent and dumbfounded. It was never his intention to frighten her so. The demon started to reflect on his previous actions. It was his nature; she had gotten him off guard. And the boy had never taken well to strangers in the first place. But had he been too trigger-happy? He listened to the vixen as she cleared her vocals, and this time she spoke with a slightly stronger, relaxed voice.

No, - it’s all right. Really,” Lucian managed to find his voice after her short phrase has ended. He was usually not one to feel such a strong sense of self consciousness, but he found his right ear cocking sheepishly to the side as he spoke to her. He did, however, try to stifle the slight hint of a grin as he reflected over the girl’s words. "It takes a lot more than that to hurt me, sweetheart,” his red hues shifted for a moment to connect with her rich amber ones. "Are you sure that you’re okay?” , his lyrics seemed sincerely concerned as his optics glanced over her smaller frame once more. "You did take a pretty hard fall.”

​Lucian took a step forward at the time, circling over to the sunlit portion of the oak before lowering his shaded haunches to the ground. He was no healer, - there were times where he had been injured and knew not of the slightest about treating the wounds. It was times like those where he was helpless in the hands of others. But, if this femme admitted to any injury, it was then that he would try and care to any damage to the best of his ability. In the case that she had no wounds from their.. greeting, then he would look at her curiously with his red hues before carrying on with his words. "I imagine you have a horrid first impression of me,” he chuckled nervously beneath his air. "How about we try this again?” , he hesitated for a moment before he continued, "My name is Lucian.”

"And you are?"



"if you don't want to dwell in the light, then dwell in the shadows with me."



lucian
dante



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