Sittin' in the sand.

Dixie-May Jackson · 09-20-2011, 07:51 PM

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Bleh. Blah. Kinda sucks. I'm sick, gimme a break. xD Here we go for Claudius.

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Traveling again had not been on the agenda, but breaking the new mare needed to be done, so they were moving. The huge pregnant horse was gentle already, with not real will to fight against the canines. She appreciated any snacks that were given and would follow them around sniffling for more. The beach, where they had been staying, just wasn’t rich enough with grasses for the two horses to live off of for a long period of time. Perhaps if they had backed up from the ocean a bit, but Dixie decided at the last minute that she wanted to travel down south to see if they could find any more interesting supplies. Duke was hooked back up to the wagon, Wayne driving it and Dixie walked with the new mare, leading her on the modified halter.

Despite Duke being worn out and the mare being heavy with her pregnancy, the group managed to cover a lot of ground in one day. By the time dusk fell and they were setting up camp, the scents from a nearby pack could be caught on the breeze. Wayne was once again uncomfortable with being so close to pack borders, so as soon as the sun rose the next morning, he had everyone up and moving away. The mare had taken to Dixie really fast and followed the tiny white female around all the time. Four days after she’d been captured, the canines noticed that she had taken to nibbling on fern leaves whenever possible. Though it was odd, they decided to name her Fern and be done with it. The foal would be named after a plant when it was born as well, depending on the gender.

A few more hours of walking and they reached another beach. The water was calm here, the sounds bringing a smile to Dixie’s face and allowing her to relax. She slipped the halter off of Fern’s head and allowed the mare to wander off to eat some grass. Duke was let go from the wagon and he followed the other horse, joining her for an evening meal. The young woman crawled up into the bed of the wagon and moved all of their bags and the two saddles to the back, then spread out the few skins and one cloak they had, making a make-shift bed. Wayne smiled and sat down on the skins, relaxing as he watched the horses and listened to the gentle waves. Dixie shifted to lupus form, surprising her friend, and stretched out. Her absolutely tiny body left a lot of room for his huge frame to move around as she curled up near the side, laying her head down in exhaustion. Sleep was quick and drug her under within a few moments of laying her head down.

Wayne wasn't far behind, as he was just as tired. After eating a few strips of jerky, the male stretched out on his back and pulled the little lupine girl against his side, rubbing her back as he dozed off. They both slept for a long time, but Dixie woke up first and hopped down from the wagon, having to go potty really bad. Scampering around on all fours, she scanned the beach, but found no coverage. Whimpering in frustration, she ran up towards the dunes and closer to the scraggly shrubs past the sandy hills. Once out there, she crouched below a small bush and did her business, feeling immensely better afterwards. As she walked back towards the sound of the ocean, the scent of deer and...something else had her straying off her path and further away from the wagon and her companions.

Image courtesy of PNNL@Flickr; table code by the Mentors!

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