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07-26-2014, 07:08 PM
 She watches as Lena pokes tenderly at the fauna, romantically hunting for something in particular, Tangere was sure; but what? She does not find it, so it appears, and the pair continues on together in search of more knowledge. The silver spackled unicorn travels in toe, her eyes watching Lena’s eyes and then mimicking their path. Delicately the bay unicorn leading her became more tactful with her foot placements and her quieted movements. Tangere does exactly as Lena does; together they make very little noise and disturb almost nothing as they sink deeper into the brush. Her companion’s delighted chimes made Phrixus spook and nearly tip off of her shoulders; he saves himself with a few rapid flaps of his large adolescent wings, bringing himself to a steadier nearby branch to peacefully watch the pair. Her bird has breaks through the serenity for a moment with his commotion but the general aura of the trio remains unaffected. Tangere giggles and tips and ear to Lena, again following her eyes to the fronds and stalks she caresses. Tangere sniffs the blooms and gently bounces it a couple times, making it familiar, cataloguing the herb away for future use. Tang’s mind takes in the information and molds it to stick amongst her ever turning thoughts. The southern climate may cause her to travel for collections; she thinks of this and decides it is a very acceptable term to achieve advancement. Again she prods, with care, at the Labrador Tea, peering back up to Lena to continue listening. Tea is something she has not yet messed with and plans to in the future. She thinks on this, admiring the small, wispy foliage and creeping nature. Lena’s question rings into the breezy afternoon air, as if floating with the smooth shifting winds. Tangere’s eyes find the Mender’s and her smile widens yet again, “Of course!” Her eyes drift to the horizon, the light will soon be fading and the herbs will be harder to see. Surely the pair of women have time for one more hunt… CARS CAREENING FROM THE CLOUDS BRIDGES BURST AND TWIST AROUND.. AND WANTING SOMETHING WARM AND MOVING |
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