All the kings horses, all the kings men

Anann Kelevra · 03-19-2010, 11:02 PM

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For Jac, although if Vigilante or Haven wanted to intercept her first, that would be cool!

Some time had passed since Anann had first come to these lands. Far more time than she intended to have spent with out a pack, a place to call home and a new duty to set her mind and body to. She wasn't with out reason in her delay, but it was not one that she was proud off. She had spent the past several days in hiding her self away in the dark forest of Ethereal Eclipse. Tending to her wounds from a foolish accident. A mere bout of clumsiness resulting in a sharp smack to the skull. She wasn't exactly sure how it all came about but the young healer from Crimson Dreams had found the fem unconscious at the foot of a steep incline, gash in her head and in lupus form no less. Still the young healer seemed skilled. The wound had been neatly stitched and cleaned, and healed quickly. It was the sprain that had lingered.

Luckily before she had managed to injure herself the woman had been able to meet a couple members of Cour des Miracles. She had even had a tour of the lands. Which was why instead of waiting at the borders, the fem simply let herself in. She knew it was a bold move, considering the war to the north of the lands. She was fully aware it was a tactic that might very well hurt her far more than help her in pursuit, but she had long ago decided that she would have to meet the leader of any pack she sought to join. Even more intrigued to meet the man after she learned he claimed to be a king. King of mongrels from the sound of it all. Simplest of all, Anann would not ally herself to a 'king' she'd never met.

Her stallion had been traveling in and out of the lands for quite awhile now. She had made arrangements with Heath for the stallion to receive some hay to help him recover from the struggles of their long travel to the north. He had been spending the nights and mornings at the stables, though it had taken considerable effort on her part to get him to leave her the first few night. While the horse had come and gone as he pleased, Anann had only entered the lands with an escort, until now.

Moving quickly and stealthy, the Friesian stallion and his rider headed across the pack lands, working steadily from the stables in the direction of the Chien Hotel. Their pace steady but not rushed. She could only assume the one-armed dog king would be somewhere near the Chien Hotel and traveling the lands south to north seemed the best route even if she didn't find him there. Riding with out bridle or saddle, she let the horse choose his own path while focusing her own attention on scenting the area. Looking for traces of anyone in the area. It was not her first man hunt, with the sun starting to set low in the sky, she hoped to find the man she sought before last light faded.

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