down this road [herd meeting]

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down this road [herd meeting]

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02-06-2013, 03:02 PM (This post was last modified: 02-06-2013, 03:02 PM by Faelene.)

F a e l e n e
i don't want to go underneo said powerplay was okay

How tired she was, and she had no reason to be. She hadn't traveled, she hadn't sparred, she had slept the usual. Why did she feel exhausted? Eyes blinking, her head jerked when it became clear there was a herd meeting. Dear Psyche had to gather the herd today, right now as if the beginning of Tallsun was not enough. Faelene felt like she had an induced hang over, but there was no overripe fruit, or mushrooms to blame. She had the side effects, but nothing the cause.

She didn't want to stand with everyone, trying to fake her head wasn't pounding, and her eyes didn't want to close. Faelene could pull it off, not wear it all on her sleeve, but who didn't forget their lines? Who didn't quite remember their part all the time? She had to mentally slap herself, tighten her bite, almost locking her jaws to get a grip. This is nothing, you have been through much, so much worse. She calmly told herself not having to relieve any memories, but only to see the flashes and know she had already lived through hell. This, she could do this. Psyche surely wanted to update them, check on matters. It was what she did. Faelene knew she didn't look any different, maybe she was having an off day. She hadn't been ill for a time.

Carved mask stoic, her eyes lit with mild interest they always had she broke from the trees. She was greeted with the sight of a frosted stallion answering the same call. She did not speak to him, but offered a bleak smile, a short look. She didn't want to think right now, and didn't say anything so he wouldn't either. She did join him in the walk to the gathered herd.

There were new faces, and known ones. Faelene's eyes took them each in, seeing there was some names she needed to know. D'art most intriguing had a hellhound at his side. It was nice to see their numbers flourishing, and she bobbed her head to her Lady in greeting, and respect for taking a place outside the circle. Hard as it was to focus, Faelene had her head raised, eyes upon the black mare who began to speak. Psyche's voice could hardly be ignored, and with guarded eyes, in her composed facade she did play it cool at her mention. Anyone who looked at her they would see the pride in her stance, accepting her title. Crowley's new promotion she offered him a glance. Happy for him, but hating to lose him all the same. Solemnly she waited for any protests, avoiding any looks she was given. Faelene already had her amulet, it hung at her throat on it's silver chain. Mydrrin had received the other, and she found him a suitable choice. It was turned to the members, and Lupus had an interesting thing to say. Faelene already knew this, Levi had giving her he information, she had not passed it on. She wanted to confirm it,(though she knew Levi wasn't lying) and Lupus just had. "What he says I was told as well by a Throat Soldier. I'm keeping tabs on this Tio, but I think he has found very little who would stand against the Throat." Faelene had great feelings he might find some in the Basin, it was neither here or there. If it might be nice to get at the Throat, it didn't seem like a wise idea, not with how Kri thought.

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