jumping in, I hope you don't mind XD and a little warning about Sel, She's always daydreaming about Hadley :O so watch yo feetz Sel be trippen on them...Hover for translations
It was strange in a way to find herself "stomping" about Casa Di Cavalieri, yet here Selene the young coydog was. The morning had also been beautiful though, nothing to do at all with her slightly biased mood today. Her room had been cozy, sleeping soundly in the same room as her adored one Hadley. How she wanted to recline all day in their room, hands never leaving his body in a magnitude of sweet embraces. How he had become her other piece, the link needed for so long to complete the lithe warrioress. They were pieces of the same puzzle, having nature concluded them in matching sides and forms. Enough dreaming for now, noticing Sel's imagination had gone rampant for too long.
Her horse had luckily stayed close to the courthouse, all needed was a short whistle of summoning for the creamy Clydesdale to come running. A slender black hand ran itself lovingly over the wide about of the large horse, from a varied distance her height could have looked funny against this equine creature, tiny. Frail, like a snowflake. The chocolate femme walked around to his bay flank, whispering soothing words into his ear as her hands gently untangled his mane.
Hadley's scent was thick on her coat as she jumped upon the large horse's back, a scent she would never be embarrassed to carry. One that would linger there proudly as the morning light. A heel gently prodded Ukaglay's rump, gently but firmly in a way to keep the horse moving at a steady pace.
There was no destination set, no real place to arrive. Just a leisurely stroll in the dawning spring air. The clip-clip of hooves was beginning to be hypnotic, stupefying even. Soon her thoughts had drifted back to other things, the horse. Hadley. Oh wonderful Hadley. How sweet and attractive he was...Her fantasies stopped short as something from the brownish coyote's peripheral vision moved slowly near the borders. This stranger had no scent of Casa laced in her pelt, unfortunately for the stranger she was also dangerously close to trespassing. Prodding Uka once more, Sel made her way to stop promptly in front of the unknown.
"buon giorno, salve" Selene purred in her Italian accent, looking blankly at the stranger. "You're close to Casa di Cavalieri lands, very close. If I may pry, what's your business here today?" She wasn't particularly hostile, but calculating in her movements. What was happening now?
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