10-04-2009, 01:12 AM
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ooc!  She had been hoping to catch up with Hemming for a couple of days, now. Ember wanted to make sure that he didn't eat all of their candy by himself, as she had left some of her share at his den. After what had happened with him in the city, with him trying to eat all that chocolate, she couldn't be sure. Every day that went by without her having visited him was another day of worry. The call at the border was a voice that she recognized, the voice of the wolf who she had just been thinking of...her good friend Hemming. Why would he be howling for her at the border? Was there an intruder? The cloaked, shifted wolf wasn't too far away from the area from which she had heard the howl and she gave the horse beneath her a light pat to get his attention. He lifted his head from his grazing, turning toward the sound as well and beginning to walk. The gems encrusted in the dark, black sheath that held her sword glinted brightly as the sun's rays hit them. Her horse Bayard quickened his gait at her mumbled request, dark brown body shifting beneath her, large muscles propelling the blocky beast forward toward the party that was gathered. "Hey there, Hemming. Who've you got here?" She called as she approached, dismounting from Bayard and standing alongside him. |