No Excuse

Valkyrie de le Poer · 03-12-2012, 03:04 PM

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Word Count :: 689 Hope you don't mind me jumping in. If it's any consolation, Valkyrie can read...

It had been some time since she had seen the mute Ulrich man. She had bothered the father of the boy several times, wondering if the male had heard from the enigmatic male that Valkyrie had found to be very interesting to communicate with. She was learning a lot from the male, and for him to suddenly leave was a heartbreak for the woman. Of sorts. It was not often that the woman would think of the blood-eyed Ulrich with half of a tail, the other half tied onto the stump, and barely passing off as a normal tail. She had noticed it last time they had seen each other, but she did not ask. She did not ask a lot of questions like she normally did with this man, if only because she had a feeling that she didn't want to know. Her birds were out this afternoon, scouting ahead of her, the only owls ever to really be active during the light. Not only had she trained Hextor to be good in the light, but she had noticed that Muerte, Kesho's owl, was also trained in light-hunting and scouting.

She lazily rode on her horse's back, Freya grunting gently as she trotted along. Valkyrie yawned lightly, for she had been up all morning, and it was getting to be the time where she wanted a midday nap. This thought was interuppted by a smell though, one that was familiar and definitely not to be ignored. In fact, the woman jolted up, and a bright smile came across her maw. She chirped words up to her owls, and they both took off in the direction where the coydog was located. Muerte had the lead on Hex, who would serve as the messenger for Valk, so it was less effortless for her to simply just follow instead of having to track herself. Freya came to a halt and Valkyrie sat tall upon her steed, waiting to see the sign of Hextor.

The birds glided over the trees, and the sharp eyes of the two beasts had come upon the mute Ulrich and his steed, and also with a new addition. The birds sensed the presence of another coywolf, and also the bird that the male had nestled with him. Hextor turned quickly and soared back towards Valkyrie, and he also gave out a call to the woman. Muerte, on the other hand had landed in a close by tree and peered her bright yellow eyes at the two canids. She gave a call out to Sascha, in recognition because she had met him elsewhere, and he should know that the absence of Hextor meant that Valkyrie was on her way.

When Hextor reached Valk, her gamboge eyes were cast towards the sky, looking for that familiar pattern of feathers, and when she did, she jabbed Freya in the sides, and the stout mare was quick to move into a gallop. The giant-eared coywolf had still been getting used to riding the steed, but now that she was more comfortable than she had been, she looked almost natural on top of the fluffy steed. When they came upon the scene, Freya skidded to a halt and Valkyrie quickly jumped from her back. Hextor landed close to Muerte and Freya whinnied softly and started to approach Blitzen to give him a nuzzle in greeting. Valkyrie looked to the coywolf that she hadn't seen before and then to Sascha. She looked like she was looking for answers or something, at least to Valkyrie and she cocked her head towards the other woman. "He can't talk, ya' know?" she started to explain and she looked back at Sascha for a second and then back to the woman. "He used to be part of the clan. He left for a little bit..." she spoke and then finally looked at Sascha to address him. "Ya' comin back to re-join, Sascha?" she asked the male, cocking her head to him, her smile faltering slightly, for she hoped that he had come back to live in Inferni again.

image by J; code by the Mentors!

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