Sorry for the slight wait, love. <3 Takes place right after she is given the tour of most of CdC; you can say its mid-evening for time.
Word Count → 359
Though Alyssum was not as active that day as she wished she could have been, it was tiring, and the tour that the Sole had just completed wore out her energy, since she decided to give Antebellum a break from all the riding she had to do to get to Nova Scotia. The hybrid must’ve been riding the mare more often than she should have had, she guessed, as she began to feel a bit worn towards the end of their tour. “Aly need training again,” Macbeth had chirred when they left Jazper, “Or else grow fat and wrinkled like old wolf.” She attempted to swat the bird away half-heartedly, since it was in all fun, but she knew the magpie had some sort of a point; she needed to start her practices again, to whip herself back into shape like she had been in Montana.
But, the sun had just sunk below the horizon; the sky still alighted with its rays, and decided it could wait until tomorrow. Antebellum trailed behind her while Macbeth roosted on her head. It took forever for the mare to give up when the bird started that habit, but the woman knew that she liked the attention, and knew they shared a close relationship with each other anyway. It was not long that they wondered around the trees before they found a suitable one—it had low boughs, its lowest limbs a mere five feet from the ground. The coywolf grabbed onto a particularly thick branch and tugged down hard, and smiled in approval when it did not even move an inch.
After explaining to Antebellum they were sleeping there for the night in her speech—“tree”, “sleeping”, “stay nearby”—the mare trotted off to do whatever, though Alyssum knew she would not go very far. Macbeth remained with her, nestling himself near her as she sat on the lowest branch of the tree, just simply sitting. The woman enjoyed to relax before she actually tried to go to sleep, allowing her thoughts to turn off their lights before her body does itself. With closed eyes, she breathed slowly, quickly slipping into peace.
Code by the Mentors; photo courtesy to Olli38
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