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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Inside I was a mess. Outside, well, I probably looked like a mess too with my fur all lumpy from my race and burrs snatched up along my legs. I was built like my granddam, Aithne, which meant that I didn't have a whole lot of speed on my side most of the time but a heck of a lot of stamina. Idrisa was the opposite of me - small, swift, a bird that could flit from place to place so quick you would never see the beat of her wings. Of my siblings, she was the closest with me, having visited me in Iromar. She did not pressure me. She understood how I raged against the world. Even when I spoke hateful things about our parents she didn't censure me much, knowing I think that I felt guilty for doing it.

I loved my parents. They just weren't perfect and part of me was disappointed in seeing that. What did I expect? Blackthorne had trained me, honed my body. His disappointment was like whiplash. Now I had finally broken away from him, seeing more darkness than I had let myself see, knowing he would hunt me down. A prize he clutched too and would not let go easily.

Panting, sitting, I viewed the world with hopeless eyes. Until I sense her approach, my head whipping around, ears pressed down and fangs bared. Only until I recognize her, then I look bewildered as she comes up, nuzzles my shoulder and then sits patiently beside me. Calm, trusting. Her question makes me pause on a breath before I sigh deeply. "We keep moving. He will be hunting me for I've angered him." I let a moment of quiet interrupt. "I should have went back with dad." The words come out small and I don't quite believe them anyways. I wouldn't have been happy in Taviora. Not anymore. "One day I will take back the plains. They are our home and we never should have given them up!"

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