01-06-2011, 02:37 PM
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OOC: Sorry I'm late!! D:
Valinta lifted her head from her arms as she lay on the ground. The stiff breeze had brought the smell of a horse and the deep, earthy scent she had equated with AniWaya. She stood up on slightly trembling legs, and let a long stretch go through her limbs. Her arms still shaking from the stretch, she stepped forward.
"Hello." Valinta called out. AniWaya was an ally, weren't they? Even if they weren't, she'd be kind to the people that visited her pack. If they were enemies to the pack then they wouldn't be visiting. Simple logic.
There was a male in front of a female on a horse. The female looked breathtaking. She was pure white, except for a crescent mark on her forehead. Even from the long distance, Valinta could tell that she had bright green eyes.
The female rode the horse she had smelled. It was a tall horse, very sturdy and pretty looking. Valinta had always been fascinated by horses, and her father had always ridden one with her back in her old pack. But then all the horses had been killed in the war. Even her beloved pony, Sleepy. It had been a horrible occurrence, walking into the stable and seeing the horses all dead. She had been so young. Her father had come in and taken her away.
The war had started quickly after that, and Valinta had been sent away. Her last sight was seeing her uncle's head on a pike, something that haunted her every night.
But that was the past, and this was a new time. She could talk to new people without thinking about her old pack, couldn't she?
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OOC: Sorry I'm late!! D:
Valinta lifted her head from her arms as she lay on the ground. The stiff breeze had brought the smell of a horse and the deep, earthy scent she had equated with AniWaya. She stood up on slightly trembling legs, and let a long stretch go through her limbs. Her arms still shaking from the stretch, she stepped forward.
"Hello." Valinta called out. AniWaya was an ally, weren't they? Even if they weren't, she'd be kind to the people that visited her pack. If they were enemies to the pack then they wouldn't be visiting. Simple logic.
There was a male in front of a female on a horse. The female looked breathtaking. She was pure white, except for a crescent mark on her forehead. Even from the long distance, Valinta could tell that she had bright green eyes.
The female rode the horse she had smelled. It was a tall horse, very sturdy and pretty looking. Valinta had always been fascinated by horses, and her father had always ridden one with her back in her old pack. But then all the horses had been killed in the war. Even her beloved pony, Sleepy. It had been a horrible occurrence, walking into the stable and seeing the horses all dead. She had been so young. Her father had come in and taken her away.
The war had started quickly after that, and Valinta had been sent away. Her last sight was seeing her uncle's head on a pike, something that haunted her every night.
But that was the past, and this was a new time. She could talk to new people without thinking about her old pack, couldn't she?
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