i figure maybe someone can come in towards the end of her meditation (so assume it is just after dark). i'm thinking she might be hungry afterwards, so maybe someone could share some meats orrr... something like that? 8D idk. anyways, anyone is welcome! :> this post is rambly...
It had only been a day, but Sage's head had been filled with the sights and scents of Ichika, and she knew she'd found her home. The head and stomach aches that had plagued her the past few weeks had already begun to subside, and her body was relaxing. Ichika was much different than Inferni; here, she felt more connected to the Mother Earth here, and a brighter aura in general.
She'd learned of her initiation task later that day, and had vowed it something she would do the next morning. The tawny girl decided she could use that time alone to reflect with purpose and intent. Her long journeys on horseback had only proven useful for brooding, something not befitting for the Lykoi princess of the forest. She had once frolicked carefree, and the girl longed to do so again.
The former Infernian still felt odd, her scent mingling slowly with the resident pack's. She was sure the smoky, salty scent still clung to her, but she had no fear; she was meant to be here. These were the dark, quiet, pre-morning hours, though, and she knew she should be cautious still. The earth-hued lady rose steadily above the Ichikan lands, her thick rabbit-fur blanket wrapped tightly about her shoulders, the cool wind tousling her already messy locks. She had left Lennon behind to socialize with Lark; he needed to socialize more, and she hoped that the stocky roan stallion would take to hers. In silence she climbed, a lit joint trailing that sweet-smelling smoke behind her as she went.
At the peak, she settled, removing the blanket from herself and sitting down on it, legs crossed in a comfortable style.Taking the last heavy puffs from the joint she stubbed out the roach in the dirt, flicking the biodegradable remains off into the distance. Her hands she placed on her knees, palms cupped against her fur loosely. She waited for the sun's rays to creep above the horizon, breaking the chill and dark of the morning pleasantly. As color started returning to the land, Sage's eyes closed and she sat, still and peaceful. Nothing stirred her for hours, and nothing but a thin smile was worn on her face as she trudged deep through her own mind freely, easily. Here was bliss.
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