Every footprint tells a story
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Her small body hardly seemed noicable, or belonging, on top of the brown horse below her. Aidan had been her horse since he was born in the old Tribe lands. She had raised him and trained him, though he was a wild mustang in heart and body. Her red ears twisted and turned as she followed her Chieftainess's sent. The tribe had been following her trail for miles and miles. Most of them had split up, taking thier time to leave the home lands, it was an emotional event for them all. Asha had an unusual hold on her emotions compared to the others and had been the first to leave. A family trait of the Amara's. Her father was a quiet man, full of honour and love for his daughters. The red wolf female was a strong wolfess much like her father but, she had a soft spot for her family and Tribe.

Aidan slowed to a stop as Jaya, her Galapago's Hawk, flew downwards without a word. He landed on the small wolf's right shoulder informing her of the Chiefainess's presence close by. A breathe through her mouth confermed his information. She moved forwards silently as she heard a second voice, unfamiliar. "Maybe you should leave her to her buisness?" Jaya's voice interupted her thoughts. Nodding unenthusiastically she stopped in the shadows pulling out her bow and loading an arrow incase the stranger was not safe. Her small body helped her appear unagressive and as a little threat. Unfortunantly for the few who tried to use that to thier advantage...well they couldn't tell anyone different from where they were now.
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