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05-10-2014, 10:14 PM
Early morning half light cast deep shadows beneath the trees, darkness deep enough to hide a figure, or two, should one desire that anonymity. But the bonded pair that strode along amidst the trees and shadows had no such intentions, though either would be well suited to stealth should they ever attempt it. It was with a bold step and a upheld head that the lean grulla paced along, confidence evident in every movement.
At her side jogged the partner to her soul, tails trailing behind while his ears were pricked and lavender gaze attentive. In their old home he could have been mistaken for a drift of mist or a misplaced boulder while solitary. But here? He was a pale ghost beside the mousy colored mare, but not alone. A third figure dogged their steps, though its steps were silent and its body near translucent with the density of the fluids that made up its form, and a near copy to the kitsune who claimed place beside its creator.. It was this combination, of dun mare and gray kitsune and watery fox, that proclaimed the identity of this strange group.
The daughter of the Wild Rose had returned in the wake of the silver-scaled child. Semira's lack of reappearance had driven Kimber to follow back into Helovia, and she too had a plan to follow. Her steps were carrying her toward the southern edge of the Threshold forest, but she couldn't help but cast a series of hopeful glances westward. It was unlikely that she'd stumble across the one she hoped to encounter here, but that didn't keep her from looking.
((For Aaron! Kimber is not going to join a herd immediately, so recruiters needn't respond.))
At her side jogged the partner to her soul, tails trailing behind while his ears were pricked and lavender gaze attentive. In their old home he could have been mistaken for a drift of mist or a misplaced boulder while solitary. But here? He was a pale ghost beside the mousy colored mare, but not alone. A third figure dogged their steps, though its steps were silent and its body near translucent with the density of the fluids that made up its form, and a near copy to the kitsune who claimed place beside its creator.. It was this combination, of dun mare and gray kitsune and watery fox, that proclaimed the identity of this strange group.
The daughter of the Wild Rose had returned in the wake of the silver-scaled child. Semira's lack of reappearance had driven Kimber to follow back into Helovia, and she too had a plan to follow. Her steps were carrying her toward the southern edge of the Threshold forest, but she couldn't help but cast a series of hopeful glances westward. It was unlikely that she'd stumble across the one she hoped to encounter here, but that didn't keep her from looking.
((For Aaron! Kimber is not going to join a herd immediately, so recruiters needn't respond.))
