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03-13-2013, 08:06 PM
Romani
Even though the walk from the Threshold to the Edge was mostly quiet and relatively uneventful, Romani didn’t mind it in the least. She thoroughly enjoyed Marius’ company, for he was genuine, compassionate, and kind to her plight. Perhaps, should they get to know each other more, the two could become good friends. The thought made her smile, the dark corners of her lips twitching upwards for a moment. Perhaps even Xanthos would like him, for her mate didn’t have enough friends. That was something that Romani had decided to work on as well, after joining the Edge to be with the grullo stallion.
Little Kasai had followed obediently, if not getting distracted a few times by a buzzing bug or stray animal. The cub knew better than to wander off, however, and would always come trotting back up to walk at Marius and Romani’s side. The cub, at first wary of the palomino stallion that had joined them, had recently warmed up to him after realizing that he meant no harm. Occasionally, the monochromatic feline would brush her tail against Marius’ knees or fetlock, a deep purr resonating from depths of her bowls. If Romani liked someone, Kasai knew that she could, as well.
Reaching the Edge, the Haflinger came to a stop to allow her travelling partner to soak it all in. The trees were dense and the smell of salt was prominent on the breeze, but in its own way, the Edge was just as beautiful as the Foothills. Despite the beauty that she saw here, however, the gypsy found herself missing the rolling hills of her original home… But this was a happy time. Now, it was time to introduce Marius to his new home, should Mirage, or anyone else, welcome him.
“It is,” the warrior said after a few moments passed from Marius’ own words, “It really is. Until you get used to the area, I’d suggest watching your footing.” Turning her head with a grand smile, Romani met the stallion’s gaze, laughter shining in their depths, “The mists are so thick here sometimes that you can slip and fall, should you not watch where you’re going.”
[ooc: Sorry for the wait! <3 Now, just need someone who can accept him into the herd…]
Little Kasai had followed obediently, if not getting distracted a few times by a buzzing bug or stray animal. The cub knew better than to wander off, however, and would always come trotting back up to walk at Marius and Romani’s side. The cub, at first wary of the palomino stallion that had joined them, had recently warmed up to him after realizing that he meant no harm. Occasionally, the monochromatic feline would brush her tail against Marius’ knees or fetlock, a deep purr resonating from depths of her bowls. If Romani liked someone, Kasai knew that she could, as well.
Reaching the Edge, the Haflinger came to a stop to allow her travelling partner to soak it all in. The trees were dense and the smell of salt was prominent on the breeze, but in its own way, the Edge was just as beautiful as the Foothills. Despite the beauty that she saw here, however, the gypsy found herself missing the rolling hills of her original home… But this was a happy time. Now, it was time to introduce Marius to his new home, should Mirage, or anyone else, welcome him.
“It is,” the warrior said after a few moments passed from Marius’ own words, “It really is. Until you get used to the area, I’d suggest watching your footing.” Turning her head with a grand smile, Romani met the stallion’s gaze, laughter shining in their depths, “The mists are so thick here sometimes that you can slip and fall, should you not watch where you’re going.”
[ooc: Sorry for the wait! <3 Now, just need someone who can accept him into the herd…]
The True Soldier Fights Not Because
He Hates What is in Front of Him,
But Because He Loves What is Behind Him.
