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.

Refresh/Reload

Let the festival begin
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I stepped in front of the fae, becoming protective of her already. My eyesight may be terrible, but his nose and ears were strong. His blind blue was clouded, but seemed to stare through your very soul. Glaring, he hissed roughly, "If your angry, go pick on someone who can fight back. That's pitiful that a guy like you is picking on a fae. If you ask me, that's just... Sad." His usually funny personality was now angry, furious even. Who dose this guy think he is? Not like he's any better than anyone else. I looked at the fae, my gaze softening slightly.

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