Chimera Fields lost landscapes, lit by flowers and crystal cascades

A dip of his russet muzzle, and a weave of his tail. There was a small smile on his face. She was kind, it seemed. And friendly. Those were the type of wolves he liked.

He looked around them. It is very pretty, but you should see it come full spring and there is a place there.

He pointed towards the firefly glen. At night it is aglow with the pretty bugs of light. They dance and buzz there, sharing their light to the faces of the flowers.

Pleasure is all mine Miss. Ozia.

He shook his head. No I'm beginning a pack with my intended Samani, and we need meat. I came down to hunt.