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.
Face everything and rise IP: 74.141.235.32 Posted on October 30, 2017 at 02:07:44 PM by Dreamcatcher
What was this strange feeling? It feels a little like falling headfirst into a raging river, only that my heart's beating wildly in my chest, and I'm still on solid ground. That gleamingly golden coat of his is becoming quite sodden, and if he wasn't very careful he'd have the look of a drowned man instead of a living one. "You're going to be sopping. Shouldn't we at least look around for a place...a little bit drier?" I wouldn't mind remaining close, or breathing in his scent along with mine in whatever shelter there is to be found, my blue jade gazing for a moment into his own. He seems some combination of amused and intrigued, though I can't say the feeling isn't some sort of mutual. Where had he come from as suddenly as he had?
Lifting my snout I briefly nuzzle my nose into the damp fur of his side, breathing in the wettened scent that's surely at least a little diluted by this rain. He himself seeks to nuzzle into my smooth midnight coat, and my ears catch what sounds like the sound of someone who thinks everything is right with the world. Was he the sunshine to an otherwise dark world? What should I do here? I tilt my head to look deep into the raining of pure waters all around us, steady and strong, and have a thought. Lifting my head once more to press against that golden fur with my snout, my posture emanates a deceptive relaxed nature, before my muscles are tensing, and I've sent myself fluidly out from under him. Lowering my front half into a puppyish sort of play bow, the soaring sensation in my chest has me feeling like a puppy again.
Do I look like a swooning teenaged girl? "Can't catch me!" He probably can, but i don't really mind. The rain has begun to wash over me too, though I'm surely nowhere as wet as he already is. My blue jade eyes are aglow with playful and cheerful intent, before I let out a huff of moist air from my nose, and am off against the rain. My pace isn't even that fast, more meant to entice him into the game. This is how I'll make up for earlier, for tying my tongue in a knot. Quickening her pace she turns upon herself in a fluid circle, trailing her muzzle along his soaking ruff. For a few moments time is almost seeming to be stilled, glimmering blue jade eyes peering deeply into his own, a sort of childish yet deeper glee in them. In almost a flash, the moment has passed, and I'm off in a whirl of midnight and sprayed rain once more. My eyes had almost seemed to whisper to him to follow, to beckon him closer and a call to play.
My tail is waving, and I know I'm having fun. I feel secure, I feel like I belong. Even if this is not home, it certainly feels like it now. Is this what my parents had felt for each other? As my own black fur begins to flatten against my skin, I bound forward with increased speed. Could I find shelter before he caught me? Is it bad that I really do want him to find worth chasing? Ears flattening to keep the rain out of them, a grassy knoll is spotted ahead, and I fling myself beneath it, and shake the clinging wetness from me as best I am able. The grass around me is sweet and cloying, and my head lifts as my gaze looks for him, asif I can merely will him to me, so that he will stay close. We are both soaking, but you couldn't say it wasn't fun at least. Does he like me too? Seal grey toes curl into the damp grass, as my blue jade eyes meet his once more, as I wonder if he was the one meant for me. Replies:
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