7 June 2010. Near Thornloe.
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The day was upon them at long last. The simple knowledge that today, she'd be leaving and heading east, heading toward where their mother was supposed to be, along with all the rest of her family -- no matter how frightened she was of them, Myrika looked to the future with feverish hopefulness. Alongside it, of course, panicked anxiety bubbled and gurgled, broiling in the pit of her stomach. These feelings had brewed for months, and now the day of their departure served as alembic to her feelings of apprehension and hope both.
More than she wanted to arrive in this new place, however, she wished to leave behind this old place. Their small cottage was peaceful enough, a place of pleasantry and good memories, but the rest of Thornloe... Myrika was not so sure. Leaving today meant she'd go quite a few months without seeing Alina anymore. The petite girl, with her straight hair the color of sunlight itself, seemed to never tire of reminding Myrika how ungainly and big she was, especially for a coyote. There was at least this piece of good fortune, and though Myri did not like to admit it, leaving behind Alina and her vicious pack of supporters was enough of a boon without all the rest.
She picked up the last of Eira's hooves and inspected it, using a thin piece of metal to pick at the dirt and occasional small rock stuck between shoe and hoof. She had done the same for the other horses, and this was the last of it. And then... what? There was little else to do but up and go, she thought. The mahogany-haired woman took her time with this last hoof, sliding the little bit of metal here and there until Eira grew impatient and snorted brusquely, pulling her foot. Myri released it and stood, frowning. A moment later, she turned back toward their cottage, moving toward the entrance to see Cassie's progress.
Myrika is by Alaine!
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