Dawnlark Plains Slow Life
Hope is for presidents and dreams are for people who are sleeping
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For @Arion (tag pls work)! The thread takes place just south of S3 on the map, where the ridge descends into the dawnlark plains.

"Hello there... beautiful," hummed the ragged wolf as he stared down at his perfect specimen.  A large, shit-eating grin played across Reek's face, exposing a row of long, crooked teeth as he could barely contain his excitement at the plant he had found.  It was one that didn't grow back around Ankyra, the bastard had made sure of it when he made his daily rounds. The soil there was far too salty for her to cling to life.  However, in shadow of the ridge, she thrived.  Her flowers were deep red and were marked with a matte black center, like a splotch of spilled ink on a page.  It's bulbous green pods stretched out like arms aimed to worship the sun. Poppy. 

Gently, he caressed one of the seed pods with his paw in same manner one would touch a lover, or a mate. "Shhhhh," he whispered as if he was calming a child. "Only dreams now."  With a careful paw, the bastard took his claw and lightly scored lengthwise down one of the the green pods.  Just barely cutting into it in order to release the sap.  It would be a slow process, but the oozing opioid extract would be a much better prize than the seeds alone.

He moved from each to each with the effervescence of mad gardener, making quick and clean cuts down the sides of the ripening seed pods before moving to the ones that had already dried in the sun. The ones that had crusted over would bare no extract, however the seeds still rattled within them.  Reek carefully plucked them from the plant with his muzzle, cracking their brittle, sun-dried shells over a large leaf in order to collect the falling cascade of seeds that shook from the broken pods.  The haul was larger than the ragged wolf could have ever imagined.  Nearly a hundred seeds pooled together in the leaf.  The extract would have to wait for the next day, Reek decided.  He wrapped the seeds in the leaf and took them in his maw as he turned on his heels to begin the walk back toward the ridge. 
Messages In This Thread
Slow Life - by Reek - April 16, 2015, 01:19 PM
RE: Slow Life - by Arion - April 17, 2015, 01:25 AM
RE: Slow Life - by Reek - April 17, 2015, 08:11 AM
RE: Slow Life - by Arion - April 17, 2015, 09:13 AM
RE: Slow Life - by Reek - April 17, 2015, 09:23 PM
RE: Slow Life - by Arion - April 19, 2015, 06:44 AM
RE: Slow Life - by Reek - April 19, 2015, 07:10 PM
RE: Slow Life - by Arion - April 20, 2015, 02:49 AM
RE: Slow Life - by Reek - April 20, 2015, 03:29 PM
RE: Slow Life - by Arion - April 21, 2015, 03:16 AM
RE: Slow Life - by Reek - April 21, 2015, 01:37 PM
RE: Slow Life - by Arion - April 22, 2015, 03:47 AM