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.
can we just pretend that nothing's broken? IP: 74.141.235.32 Posted on July 10, 2018 at 04:17:16 AM by Paradox
She had not strayed too far from the trees in a forest that had sheltered her, she had been in quite the shocked state after leaving the caverns where she had grown up. There are many shadows and whisps of fluff to keep her company, and there had been no dire reason for her to travel elsewhere. There were flowers of all sorts around her, so many different colors. There were a lot of different cloying scents lacing the air, and yet despite all of nature's glory, the sky is still what fascinates her the most. The slender teen had never once imagined that it would be so large and vast, as if she was only just seeing a small piece of it, and there was surely more lingering just out of her sight, and part of her wanted to see all of it that she could manage to.
This world was alight with color, drenched in things that had been beyond her imagination. The young Chiro had been unable to fathom just what had been waiting beyond Caverna, but while the slender teen did miss her family she did not regret it at all. Bright violet eyes watch the clouds floating by overhead, tucking her wings against herself as she imagined nesting in one of them if they could be solid. There was so little that she actually understood, so very little even her parents had known, even in the stories they would sing to each other. She started to daydream as she stared up at the sky above her, and only when her snout bumps the ground did she realize that she had fallen asleep. She swiped a paw over her nose that now stung and throbbed, and shifted onto her side as she batted a paw against a particularly large flower. She poked it with her throbbing snout, and breathed in the sweet scent it offered. She blinks a few times and looks up at the sky again, the very thing that fascinates her so.
It is a beautiful thing, the way she seems so small in comparison. She climbs back onto her paws, before reclining back on her haunches and gazing back up into it's depths again. A smile of contentment draws itself over her face, she can feel it tugging at her lips. There's some leaves tangled in her coat, and yet she doesn't mind her surely ruffled appearance. She feels no sadness at the moment, no need to lament the loss of her family and Caverna. She was seeing the bigger world, and she knew she would become powerful from the experiences that were going to come. She would live an uncertain life, but it would be a life she forged for herself. And to continue on her life's journey, she would need to let the thoughts of them go.
A wind blew over her, and made some of the leaves shed from her coat. She looked around her, watching them as they spiralled in circles and patterns orchestrated by the wind. The leaves circled and bumped against her frame, almost as if trying to entice her to play. She jumps lightly after one of the leaves, flapping her wings from time to time, twisting and snapping at the leaf before her, and it as if she is dancing, with the wonder of this strange and exciting new world. Replies:
