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The Amara was in need of fresh vegetables for Aidan again, since the red she-wolf usually spoiled her equine companion with little treats of vegetables here and there, usually when Aidan had done a marvelous task, or was just obedient. Asha wished she could say the same for Jaya, her Spirit Guide, but that hawk was just as disobedient and spontaneous as herself. Hah, that figured. Jaya was barely tolerant of Aidan, perhaps maybe sensing even a hint of jealousy to come from him due to the fact that Asha practically basked in Aidan's attention nearly twenty-four seven. How could she not, when the equine was her means of traveling and somewhat protection? All she could do was smirk every now and then to this; her Spirit Guide was like taking care of a puppy, literally.


Her soft amber gaze had not seen the Aston boy initially in the vegetable harvest area; she had just missed the sight of him as he disappeared in the nearby barn. Giving a gentle tap with the heel of her foot, Asha had come on horse back, and apparently Aidan knew the reason for it, for the sight and aroma of the vegetables in the ground caused him to issue an ethusiastic neigh. With her small frame hopping off his back, she softly patted his neck. "I know, don't try anything smart like last time. Patience is a virtue, no matter what Jaya might say, or what your instincts tell you." Asha honestly believed that Jaya had some part in Aidan's mischief every now and then, despite the fact that Aidan used to be wily as all hell in the beginning, but calmed considerably down nowadays. Giving a smirk, the warrior in training skimmed through the harvest fields, only promising to gather vegetables in a small amount.


Picking up ripe and grown carrots, her fingers easily browsed through the vegetables, breaking them in halves and putting them in her hide knapsnack along her hip to cut into smaller pieces later. She was making this a quick job until one ear flicked to the barn, in which erratic sounds were suddenly being made in high volume (a combination of banging and screeching). Blinking, Asha turned to look at Aidan, seeing if he heard the same thing, in which he did, casting a glance over to the very barn. Compelled to find out just what was making such a racket, Asha absently slipped what she had in her hands into her sack and then sauntered as stealthily and silently as she could over to the barn, getting a closer look by means of the barn door (in which at first she hid behind so whoever was in there couldn't see her at first). And this was Aidan's time to make a sneak move in order to grab some vegetables for himself from the harvest grounds without Asha knowing, as he trotted to the nearest batch of vegetables and started to graze away.


Peering in, there was a mess of a haystack that fell from what appeared to be a high place. There was also a young boy, cradling what appeared to be a frantic and alarmed juvenile owl. The fallen haystack and the owl didn't connect at first, unless it was assumed that the boy had been trying to get at the owl from a high place, and the result of the mess happened. It was then Asha came from out the barn door, casually leaning against it with folded arms and a genuine smirk on her face. How endearing the scene was, a boy trying to comfort a baby owl. There was certainly nothing wrong with it, but it certainly wasn't a scene one beheld too often. Weren't boys inclined to playing touch and not giving a damn about things? This had certainly been a new face to her, however, the boy distinctly reminded Asha of Tayui in a sense. Did she have offspring this season? "I hope to the great Spirit Guides you're not planning to eat the poor thing." Asha then spoke with slight amusement, a quirked brow raised and her smirk firm across her muzzle.







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