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05-10-2014, 11:09 PM
Lavender eyes took note of the warm glow between the trees, and gray paws paused as the kitsune peered toward the firelight. Inquisitively he sniffed the air, then gave a low huffing sound that alerted his bonded. Her steps slowed, her blue eyes directed questioningly toward the five-tailed fox. When she sought to glimpse whatever it was that had caught his attention, no warm glow was there to be seen. She almost doubted Kaiden, but he was rather adamant about what he'd seen. From the image he kept projecting toward her, she knew it was fire of some sort. But that didn't mean much to the pair. Plenty of horses of all sorts wielded fire. Both doubted it could be the dragon child, for why would she come looking for them here?
The grulla was just turning back to continue her path when the sound of a voice carried through the trees. A voice that made her freeze in her steps, and a warm shiver run down her spine. Immediately she was turning back toward where Kaiden still stared, but this time the kitsune stood with tails held high and waving back and forth. Muscles quivered as she stood there, uncertain of whether to answer or to ignore him. But her heart could direct her magic, even while her mind warred with it for control of her body.
A silent form darted ahead, distinctly fox-like in shape though the details were blurred in this moment. It wove through the underbrush, leaving droplets upon blades of grass and the tips of leaves in its wake, mass undiminished as it collected moisture from the air to fuel its shape. It was this messenger that met Aaron and Alanna, dancing forward to brush against the hellhound before retreating back in staggered leaps and bounds to guide the pair to the one who fiercely desired to see them both, no matter what her head kept trying to say.
The grulla was just turning back to continue her path when the sound of a voice carried through the trees. A voice that made her freeze in her steps, and a warm shiver run down her spine. Immediately she was turning back toward where Kaiden still stared, but this time the kitsune stood with tails held high and waving back and forth. Muscles quivered as she stood there, uncertain of whether to answer or to ignore him. But her heart could direct her magic, even while her mind warred with it for control of her body.
A silent form darted ahead, distinctly fox-like in shape though the details were blurred in this moment. It wove through the underbrush, leaving droplets upon blades of grass and the tips of leaves in its wake, mass undiminished as it collected moisture from the air to fuel its shape. It was this messenger that met Aaron and Alanna, dancing forward to brush against the hellhound before retreating back in staggered leaps and bounds to guide the pair to the one who fiercely desired to see them both, no matter what her head kept trying to say.
