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 Your Butterfly





Her heart beat like a drum in her audits as she began to stumble through the unknown. Her home was destroyed and she knew nothing as to where they were going, the packs, their traditions. She was lost. Her companion and maiden Olya was nowhere in sight and she felt her heart sinking as panic took over her. She was the last heir to the throne and the last of her bloodline. She needed to be protected at all times. After all, that's why she was sent away, wasn't it? She wasn't safe. There were wolves who wanted her dead. But now she was alone and defenseless.

The white princess found her way into the frozen meadows, her plume pinned high as she tried to keep a cool head. Maybe if she stayed in one spot she'd be found by Olya. She sat in the snow, her untraditional kalak pelt seemed unnatural to most but her kind. She was seen as royal. Perfect. Unflawed. A diamond. Her pelt helped her blend in for the most part with the snow. Her solid black orbs gave her a look most demonic. Her legs though long, weren't as long as normal wolves. She was smaller than most maned wolves. Frail looking to some even.

She put on a brave face, the bravest one could at a moment of terror. She was lost and alone in the silence of winter. What was she to do? Calling out could surely get her killed if heard by the wrong ears. She sighed, her breath a cloud in the air. The Princess laid down in the snow, curling up in a small ball as she kept as still as possible, shivering in the cold air as she awaited help. She dozed off not long after into a slumber.


"I need your protection."

Be My Samurai
LILITH

|Teenager | Princess | Love | Heirs | Home|





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