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Niernan Stormbringer · 09-25-2012, 07:10 AM

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WC:: 532 - Have and Nier and Ciaran.

Niernan relished the hard labour involved in boarding and shoring up the stables, preventing flooding and wind damage as much as they could, The camaraderie between him and the others had developed nicely, he and his brother working brilliantly together, the usual jokes flowing between them. Finally, as the last board was nailed in place he staggered back, wiping his forehead with the back of his paw, gently clunking himself on the head with his mallet. Bran's mahogany eyes caught this and he immediately burst into loud laughter, Nier himself joining in after a beat.

Bran's loud laughter had spooked some of the horses, sending them into squealing panic, the caramel man looked sheepish and hurried over to one of the stalls to try and calm down its occupant. Nier dashed to Darcy's stall, dropping the mallet on top of his bag as he went, leaping the door and smiling as he noticed his large cat already working to calm the colt. Nier laid a steady hand on Darcy's nose, shushing and murmuring to the foal to soothe him. The colt calmed quickly once Nier and Ciaran were there, quieting enough that Nier could hear the howl laced with his name on the wind. His ears shot upright and he tensed, recognising the feminine voice of his milk and honey cousin. "Bran, could you stay with Darcy?" He called, already opening the stall door for his brother as he scanned the stable for a way out that they hadn't boarded up.

His cerulean eyes found one window, higher up than the others that they hadn't bothered with, he scrambled to the ledge, Ciaran making it look easy with one graceful leap. He turned to look back at the group, "I'll be back soon to help out again." He turned back to the gloomy outside world, the rain sheeting down harder now, the wind turning deadly. He dropped down to the muddy ground and immediately slipped over landing on his arse in the mud. Ciaran lumped down onto Niernan, gaining a winded gasp from the wolf as the large cat thumped into his stomach, Ciaran sniggered at his friend, not moving until the wolf was able to. Nier scooped the cat into his arms, raising him to his shoulders so he could drape himself around Nier's neck in his usual spot. Once settled the pair set off at an easy lope, Nier's long stride eating up the distance between him and Shiloh, he let out a short howl announcing that he was on his way.

Shiloh's mud streaked, but still strikingly white fur, stood out in the grey rain and Nier skidded to a stop in front of her, quickly noticing the wetness in her eyes and the kitten in her handpaws. He decided he wouldn't say anything about the tears, not wanting to call attention to her despair, deciding to note down the wetness to the rain. He focussed on the cat, Ciarans own attention fixed on the little feline, a mewl escaping his mouth. "Shiloh! We need to get in cover and get this little fella warm and dry." He waited for Shiloh to acknowledge him and Ciaran, his cerulean eyes searching her face.

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