Sage brings gifts! :3 WC: 382

The girl was ecstatic to be able to travel even more freely across the lands, now that she had received such a pleasant gift. She had named the beautiful creature Lennon, a simple and handsome name. Sage had spent the previous few days bonding with the horse, chattering away in low speech and learning about his travels with Imacai. Lennon was a gentle being, and was perfect for her. He'd taken to her riding on him quickly and without fuss; though perhaps this was because he'd been ridden before. Either way, she was pleased with his quick progress and so she had decided to take him on a slightly farther jaunt over to the artist's pack, Cercatori d'Arte.

The hippie Lykoi had visited once before, and had found a lovely ebony wolfess, but no one else. On this trip, though, she'd brought goodies! In hopes to spread her message of good will, Sage had brought along some of her own artwork and leather creations as gifts. She'd brought a rabbit fur blanket much like her own, and several handmade bags as well. Perhaps someone over there would find these of interest and accept them as tokens of peace and good will from the clan.

She arrived on Lennon bareback, her goods piled behind her and strapped to his body as gently as possible. The horse responded well to her instruction, and sidled up easily to the pack's borders. It was here that she would wait, but not before she sent out a brief call, hoping to gather the attention of at least one of the pack's leaders. It was not an urgent message, but simply a friendly and hopeful one.

And now she would happily wait, sitting lazily upon the horse. To pass the time, she retrieved a joint from her bag, brought it to her lips and lit it, puffing away pleasantly. Sage leaned forward, hugging the neck of the beast and letting her body relax against his, for he did not seem to mind her simple display of affection. After all, he was a good horse, taking her so far so quickly. Thank you, Lennon... she whispered gratefully in low speech, closing her eyes and taking another deep inhale from the joint.

I forgot that Sage's arm was supposed to be messed up(crushed by a rock or something lol)... derp. Oh, well. It doesn't really change much. Also, I assumed Skye was in Optime? WC: 713

The Lykoi girl had nearly fallen asleep on the back of her new-found friend and handsomely large-boned steed, Lennon, when she'd heard the sound of someone approaching. Blearily, she rose from her reclined pose, taking the joint once again from behind her ear and relighting it. Holding the smoking thing between her lips and giving it several good puffs, she wiped her eyes and stretched each limb thoroughly(save for her bandaged left arm), feeling a bit cramped from having been seated for so long.

Just as she had begun to feel lively again, she saw movement in the bushes and snapped to attention. Out of the brush came a rather large, somewhat intimidating looking male wolf. The man's coloring was interesting; cream, russet, and an even darker red. He was surely handsome, but incredibly hulking. He was nearly her height where he stood, even with Sage mounted on horseback. Then again, she was quite the small girl herself.

"Hello, my name is Shawchert Menue, and you are at the border of Cercatori D’ Arte, is there anything I can help you with?" he said, words which she was sure he'd rehearsed many times.

With a great beaming smile, she climbed carefully but enthusiastically down from Lennon's back, the horse giving a small snort in greeting to the man himself. As her feet touched the ground, she brushed herself off a bit with her free hand, taking another deep puff of the joint as she did so. With that, she looked up to Shawchert and extended her good hand happily, bowing her head briefly in greeting.

"Hello there, Shawchert!" she said in return, nearly bouncing from her excitement at the simple presence of company. "You are the leader here, then?" she asked curiously, having assumed this information from his vague posturing, size, strong scent, and his rather quick response to her call.

But before he could respond, another figure eased itself out of the trees. This time, a smaller, pretty female form. Sage was nearly overcome with the thrill of meeting these new people, and her attention was quickly drawn by the other girl, who took no time at all to introduce herself, as well.

"Hi," the elegant woman greeted. "I'm Skye Collins, co-leader of Cercatori d'Arte. It's nice to meet you," she introduced herself, and Sage couldn't help but be mesmerized by her gorgeous fiery locks, nodding her own response to the brief introduction.

"Ah!" Sage exclaimed with another pretty smile, "It's so nice to meet you both... My name is Sage River Lykoi!"

The girl turned to and from each of them, hoping to give each one just enough of her attention.

"Though I'm not exactly in need of help, I wanted to pop in and bring a friendly message from Inferni! And...I brought some gifts!" she said excitedly, putting the tips of her pointer fingers together in an odd but happy gesture.

Sage turned now and reached into one of her sacks, retrieving a certain canvas painting she'd done. She did look a bit helpless with only one working arm, but she managed the feat without much trouble. Additionally, she retrieved two simple leather bags she'd stitched together, a bit of plain but pretty embossing done on the surface of each. One had a landscape with a few flowers drawn onto it, and the other had several small animals. Hopefully, they would appreciate these gifts. The girl offered the flowered bag to the lovely woman named Skye, and gave the one with the cute animals to Shaw. Even if they gave these gifts away, or didn't make use of them, Sage still felt proud to have made them at all. With another grin she presented the painting, unsure of who to give it to, but hoping it could be shared by the pack.

"Oh! I almost forgot," she said, turning back to the pack on Lennon's back once more and retrieving a single handmade rabbit-fur blanket similar to her own. With a bit of a frown she said, "I'm sorry I didn't make more...I wasn't sure how many of you I would meet, and they do take a bit of time..."

Perhaps she was the only one that would be somewhat saddened by her slight lack of foresight, but that was alright. It was never a bad thing to be more prepared; and next time, she would be.

Durrr it's okay, I'm slow too. >< And short, blah!

Now that she had given her gifts and said at least some of her part, she felt a bit awkward just standing there. Her hosts, though, were very welcoming, and did not hesitate to make her feel appreciated. Now that was a welcome change. With a smile, she inclined her gentle head towards Shawchert in a nod of agreement to his query about the trip over. It had been splendid, in fact; a journey the Lykoi girl hoped to make more often.

"These are beautiful," the woman named Skye said genuinely, "We are honored to accept these wonderful gifts, and we give our thanks to you and Inferni."

"You are most welcome then! What message does Inferni have for us?"

Excited to hear his positive response, she opened her mouth to speak, but then stopped short, realizing she hadn't really prepared anything. "Well, sir, madam," she said, inclining her head towards each in turn. "This is a bit of an unofficial meeting; I don't have any special words or anything like that prepared," she admitted, giving a single chuckle to herself, glancing down, "but I just wondered how Cercatori's relationship with Inferni has been so far?" Sage pondered for a moment what exactly she should say, since words had the tendency to come out more quickly than she thought about them. "I'm hoping to help improve our reputation, if only a little bit..." she added happily.

Yellow eyes glanced back and forth between the pair before asking, curiously: "Has Grandmother Kaena wandered over here yet? Or Gabriel, for that matter?" After all, the place was new; maybe her aging omi and busy Aquila hadn't been able to make it yet.