He gazed with restless eyes upon the meadow. Its dry, earthy atmosphere made its presence pleasant and sincere. A certain attained memory began to soar within his head as he remembered the young fawn he and many others had discovered in this same place. It had lied by a tree that stood rooted near the stream cutting the meadow in half. Its trunk still bound and healthy to this day, after so many seasons. Back then he didn't even know what he could manage to become, but now he stood as the role of one of the highest chess pieces... Or at least he was more of a powerful piece within the ranks.

He began pressing forward, the satchel swaying and brushing along his shoulder as he stepped within the sunlit meadows. His blue eyes swayed down upon the plain thing. He recalled that only earlier did he finish this project himself, weaving it with the common material source as of a vegetation of hemp. The same source he had weaved the braids of ropes for tents with to pitch them up. The crafter had spent two days upon the thing, working hours at a time, making sure its durability was there and that no holes sneaked within its braiding. He planned to use this new apparel for collecting materials farther from the Basin then usual, and here he was, seeking what the Thistle fields could offer him.

He pressed forward, his ears rotating forth and his eyes setting upon the borders of the meadows. Perhaps within the somewhat shaded areas of the dry plains would he discover a more nutritious vegetation with the durability he could harvest for the Basin. The crafter could only guess what the Helovian lands he scoured could hold for him. But all he could do is continue to search along the grasses and hope nothing would perhaps interrupt him in his busy quest.

Farenjer continues to look along when the sound of hooves pressing against a grassy surface reaches his ears. He lifts his head and peers slowly at where the noises come from. He spots the form of a graceful woman, with a lean and graceful stance as she goes her way. Her coat is sun-kissed with spots dappling along her back flank, stripes reaching from her throat, and crimson hair flowing down upon her mane and tail. He looks on with wide eyes seeing her.

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