a foot upon the watchtower

Io Berlin · 01-30-2012, 01:40 PM

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Character Name: Io Berlin

Character Age: Three

Character Gender: Female

Preferred Specialized Rank: Kai E, Nyo'ei

OOC Name: Rose

Other Characters Played: Odessa, Angel, Tony, Io

OOC Second Form of Contact: AIM

Character Alignment: Lawful Good primarily. Chaotic Good on occasions.

NPC Characters: Pups- Dymtr Tormenta- Chiko, Estrella Tormenta- Doen.

OOC- This is set early morning, maybe? Also, just for reference none of this speech is English ^^

Io had moved out into the night after the argument, spending a large amount of her time previously packing. How dare Aeron try to stop her from punishing the boy. Granted she wasn't a violent person, nor did she desire to truly hurt her son. But the boy had had it coming and after all he was old enough to endure a lone, mild physical reminder who was the parent. Io had decided to leave as swiftly and quietly as possible informing her former leaders with a small, private word. Jandro would not come, Io hadn't tried to round him up along with her son and granddaughter, though she doubted Aeron would have allowed her to. Never mind involving Leon. It'd be easier this way, especially when it came to the situation with Estrella.

The russet hybrid hadn't ridden. The lone boy child was too large for being totted around now and Io didn't think it fair to ride herself. She would have done the same with Jandro, however Estrella was the exception she was smaller, less developed and the tiny child would have slowed Io down. While the creme child was more than happy to comply, Dymtr lagged behind. In a sour mood. 'Come on Dym! Hurry up!' she called, not turning around to speak to the boy. 'I don't wanna go!' he called back defiantly. This is when Io did stop to turn around, he'd quarrelled with her long before this all night almost, before he tired himself and slept. And then again when Io awoke him to leave. He had even cried out his wish to stay, a strange sight for anyone who knew the little boy, but nevertheless Io had remained ignorant to his wishes. Possibly for the first time since he was born.

Settling herself upon the borders, Io called out. Her secui form stood out from the bland wilderness around her, her russet saddle the only thing distinguishing her from the fading snow. Dymtr hung back still, choosing to sit upon his haunches and scowl. Estrella sat beside her grandmother silently, leaning upon her paw.

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