Ding, you have a visitor

Colibri Haki · 05-26-2012, 03:59 PM

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wc: 678 // <3 Whoops, I wrote a novel for you!

Colibri was relieved to return to the pack territory from her excursion to the south. Visiting the former lands of Crimson Dreams had been emotionally exhausting, but she had made a new friend and collected what she came for. The saddlebag she borrowed from Saul's supplies was carefully laden with apple seedlings and a few precious flowers, roots intact. It had been a long and harrowing walk back, trying to keep them safe and stay clear of any loners or pack scouts on the way. Seeing the tall pine trees of the Vinátta grove soaring on the horizon filled her with a strange sense of pride, something foreign to the often malcontent wolf.

Once she returned to her small windowless house and stole a quick nap, she had spent the day delicately planting her little garden into the hill surrounding her submerged home. The flowers were a bit bruised and wilted despite her best efforts to travel slowly, so she determined that carrying them some water would be the best way to get them to perk up. They were more than just plants to her; they were a piece of her old life. It might be worth a second journey to Flander's field, to see if any of Dahlia de Mai's flowers could come join her up north as well. The apple seedlings and cuttings could wait a little longer, since she intended to bring them to the old vineyard and see if she could get them to root there. In a few years, they could be producing grape wine and apple cider.

Coli stretched, feeling stiff from all the walking she had done in the past several days. She was not particularly athletic, so the exertion had taken a toll on her. After she watered her flowers, she would probably sleep some more; no one appeared to have missed her when she was gone. The lean Optime stood, brushing the dirt from her knees and elbows, before picking up the wineskin canteen she had borrowed. She used to use a battered old tea kettle to water her plants, but she had lost it years ago when she fled Crimson Dreams. She had considered searching for it during her visit, but it was better off forgotten; a relic of the past she did not need to cling to. Besides... she hoped it already had an owner, one who wouldn't have left it there like she did.

Sunlight was warm on her earth-brown fur, making for a pleasant walk towards the lake. Coli had been too reserved at first to do much exploring by herself -- everything here was still so new to her, but she was getting more comfortable with the lay of the land. She saw the light glimmering off the surface of the water, a sight she always enjoyed. As she drew nearer, though, she saw she was not alone; there was a rather wide and ungainly chestnut horse drinking from the lake, accompanied by a slight female wolf Coli did not recognize. Her scent was faint in the air, masked by the horse's odor. Coli frowned, fingering the wineskin bottle she held in her hands. Was this girl a new member, or just a passerby? In the past, she would have avoided encounters like this, but she was trying to be more responsible now. Besides, if this female was trouble, a quick howl would bring the whole Stormbringer clan running to her aid. Their family was fiercely loyal, and somehow she had been accepted into their fold.

"Hello there," Colibri called calmly as she reached the lakeshore, dipping her bottle into the cool water to let it fill. She tried to remain nonchalant, but her nerves were tensed, ready to react if the stranger bolted or attacked. A cursory glance made her hesitate, though -- there was something very familiar about the warm chocolate hues in the young female's pelt, her long brown mane falling loose and free. If anything, she looked like a younger and happier Coli; prettier than she had ever been, too.

Table by Alli!

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