Wild Rye Fields you think you know him

For @Reyes <3

she says beauty is pain

Trudging through the snow, she sought out one wolf in particular. The one that always smelt like Askan and vise versa. Who was this new guy that seemed already so close to Askan? Not that she was jealous, she was purely curious to how he grew so close to him so fast. Askan was a touchy fella to get to know and she was still trying to break through his walls and get to know him. But this guy seemed to attached to Askan's hip.

Brows furrowing as she tracked him through the fields, a smirk crossing her lips as she realized this may be the only time this guy wasn't right up Askan's ass. Quickly her mismatched eyes found the dark burly man ahead of her, chuffing to alert Reyes of her presence, she trotted up towards his side. "How are you liking it here so far?" She asked politely, her mismatched blue-green eyes glancing at his stark gray ones.

She couldn't imagine anyone not liking it here in the Fields. Though the winter blew all the rye stalks down, the land was still beautiful. In spring and summer it would prosper in a newfound beauty with the native vegetation growing once again. Ade couldn't wait to see the rye fields become the golden sea once again.

and there's beauty in everything

(This post was last modified: Feb 26, 2017, 08:17 PM by Adelayde.)

Contrary to popular belief, Reyes was not actually attached to the Rye’s resident male beta. That he preferred the man’s company was obvious enough, but the swarthy wolf was no more afraid of his own company than he was of good tussle. This day in particular found him out near the borders, pacing them, learning them, and marking them to strengthen the scent where appropriate. Pack life might not have been anything he’d deal with before, but let it not be said the southerner was not a quick study.

Adelayde had not come from downwind, and though he was aware of Askan’s female counterpart, he had no interest in actually interacting with her until she made herself quite known to his presence. Even then, it took the silver-eyed male a moment to slow down to a halt, raising a brow to study the younger wolf with mild curiosity. Why the fuck do you care? he didn’t say, recognizing her idly from the massive cuddle puddle they’d all took part in when the blizzard had screamed through the pack territory.

“Está bien,” he answered instead, wondering exactly who this woman answered to. Sent by Drestig? Or Dresitg’s woman? The mysterious alpha had remained a mystery so far, and Reyes was not keen on revealing cards close to his chest. “What do you want?”

REYES | Dead man walking.