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12-29-2012, 02:51 PM
Romani
It was nice to return to the Foothills after her time away… Stepping past the border of her land, Romani paused, taking in the familiar sights and smells of her home. There was a slight breeze on the wind, toying with the long shoots of grass and the leaves on the full trees. Her ivory mane whipped back and forth as the wind played with it, nostrils flaring wide as she took in every smell. It was strange, she figured, coming home, for it had felt like she had been gone for so very long. How long had she been gone, anyway?
With a snort, Romani turned her attention to the cub at her feet. Despite the long journey from the Secret Grove back to the Foothills, little Kasai had held her own along the way. They had rested more often than Romani would have if she was travelling alone, but the young cub needed to keep her strength up. The cub’s still-blue eyes took in the land just as well, and the look upon her face made the Haflinger chuckle softly. Along the way back home, Kasai had stopped them multiple times, to play with an innocent butterfly fluttering past, or even stopping to romp through long grasses. The cub had a bubbly, obviously enjoying playing, but sometimes Romani found herself wondering just what Kasai would be like once she grew older.
“This is our home, Kasai; the Foothills.” The cub looked up at her with confusion, then gave a small, unassuming yawn. Once more the palomino chuckled and she shook her head, tossing the obtrusive forelock from her azure gaze. “You’ll like it here, I promise… Come along, then, maybe we can find some nice grass for you to play with, and for me to eat.” With that said, Romani continued the way, Kasai obediently following behind.
The pair moved through the plains of the Foothills in silence. While the warrior spoke often to her cub, she couldn’t help but wonder if Kasai even truly understood what she was saying, but thinking deeply on it, did it matter? They had a special bond, tiger and horse, and it was something that Romani would treasure. Feathered hooves finally came to a stop beside the river, downstream from the roaring torrents of the waterfall. The last thing she needed was for little Kasai to tumble into the river and get swept away by the harsh current…
Lowering her head, she nudged the white tiger with her muzzle, eyes sparkling as Kasai’s curious head whipped around to face her. “Here we are. Now, you can play, but stay close to me, understand?” The cub, once more, gave no indication that she understood and instead turned around, crouching down in the thick grass as she spotted a grasshopper. In one bound the cub leaped over and pounced upon the unsuspecting insect. Lifting a paw to inspect her prey, Kasai gave a little growl of pride before proceeding to eat the bug. Romani made a face.
“That’s disgusting, Kasai…” While true, Romani was inwardly pleased at how well the cub was doing, fending for herself, even if it was just catching insects. The Haflinger then began to graze, tail flicking occasionally to ward off the flies that danced around her hide.
[OOC: This is open for anyone to join, but I really want Romani’s friends to hop in, especially since she has amnesia and doesn’t remember Abdullah and Nayati. :D]
With a snort, Romani turned her attention to the cub at her feet. Despite the long journey from the Secret Grove back to the Foothills, little Kasai had held her own along the way. They had rested more often than Romani would have if she was travelling alone, but the young cub needed to keep her strength up. The cub’s still-blue eyes took in the land just as well, and the look upon her face made the Haflinger chuckle softly. Along the way back home, Kasai had stopped them multiple times, to play with an innocent butterfly fluttering past, or even stopping to romp through long grasses. The cub had a bubbly, obviously enjoying playing, but sometimes Romani found herself wondering just what Kasai would be like once she grew older.
“This is our home, Kasai; the Foothills.” The cub looked up at her with confusion, then gave a small, unassuming yawn. Once more the palomino chuckled and she shook her head, tossing the obtrusive forelock from her azure gaze. “You’ll like it here, I promise… Come along, then, maybe we can find some nice grass for you to play with, and for me to eat.” With that said, Romani continued the way, Kasai obediently following behind.
The pair moved through the plains of the Foothills in silence. While the warrior spoke often to her cub, she couldn’t help but wonder if Kasai even truly understood what she was saying, but thinking deeply on it, did it matter? They had a special bond, tiger and horse, and it was something that Romani would treasure. Feathered hooves finally came to a stop beside the river, downstream from the roaring torrents of the waterfall. The last thing she needed was for little Kasai to tumble into the river and get swept away by the harsh current…
Lowering her head, she nudged the white tiger with her muzzle, eyes sparkling as Kasai’s curious head whipped around to face her. “Here we are. Now, you can play, but stay close to me, understand?” The cub, once more, gave no indication that she understood and instead turned around, crouching down in the thick grass as she spotted a grasshopper. In one bound the cub leaped over and pounced upon the unsuspecting insect. Lifting a paw to inspect her prey, Kasai gave a little growl of pride before proceeding to eat the bug. Romani made a face.
“That’s disgusting, Kasai…” While true, Romani was inwardly pleased at how well the cub was doing, fending for herself, even if it was just catching insects. The Haflinger then began to graze, tail flicking occasionally to ward off the flies that danced around her hide.
[OOC: This is open for anyone to join, but I really want Romani’s friends to hop in, especially since she has amnesia and doesn’t remember Abdullah and Nayati. :D]
The true Soldier fights not because
He hates what is in front of him,
But because he loves what is behind him.
