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sedona

POSTED: Mon Nov 12, 2018 11:10 am

Saga D'Angelo
Word Count → 2+ :: Saga's waiting outside the barn with Ghost, I figured that she could help move some of the materials?

She'd spoken to Sedona some days previous, after Felix had first spoken to the Starkhelm.

She'd proven herself enough, it seemed, to be granted a rank that signified that she had given service beyond measure to the Vale. It seemed too that beyond a lofty title, a more physical prize was felt sufficient. The Ravenking had given her his permission to claim whatever tangible treasure in the Vale she coveted. Frankly, there had been nothing she had coveted. After a polite refusal came a spirited insistence to which the D'Angelo woman felt unable to refuse a second time. She had earnt it, those were the words she consoled herself as she committed a sanctioned act that had still felt so criminal.

She still felt uncertain atop the painted mare, her hands felt oddly cumbersome as the wound themselves deep into her creamy white mane. As they waited, blue eyes would catch her, set into a long white masked face and directed by a powerful neck. Ghost's stare was unnerving, Saga decided, it was another one of traits that everyone seemed to admire and yet she herself found quite the opposite. But this was partially why the Starkhelm had claimed Ghost as her own.

Ghost. Always Ghost. Never the ridiculous name her brother had christened her.

Two tone fingers caressed the spot on Ghost's shoulder where the rich cream was broken up by little breaks of white. They were two of a kind it seemed, although Saga knew deep down that this horse and her coat were not nearly as much of an anomaly as she was. Still, it was some comfort.

Only once the clouds have gone to sleep can you see us in the sky
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POSTED: Mon Nov 12, 2018 2:41 pm

[OOC: Sorry for the long post! XD Getting things moving. Co rank thread ("Constructor") #2 for Sedona. WC: 459

Sedona had taken up Saga's offer to assist her in a building project outside her home after the two had discussed some plans a few days ago. The new Hawkesond was pleased by the Starkhelm's request of her, glad to be building more and more positive rapport with the younger female, especially as most people seemed to see Saga as someone distant and sometimes hard to get along with. This was not the case with Sedona. She never really once felt taken aback by the dappled woman's abrupt nature, just took it as Saga being herself. The cowgirl wasn't someone who passed judgements on others without due cause.This little endeavor would give the two ladies further chance to work together and get to know one another. This was something Sedona was looking forward to. That, and as always with any hands-on task, Sedona was excited to put her skills to good use.

While Saga waited by the front of the barn, Sedona finished hitching one of the pack's cart pulling horses to a harness which would attach to a small, flatbed cart which the two Mistwalkers would then load with the building materials they'd need for their project. Making sure everything was tightened and fitting properly to the equine, a gelding known as Ember, she then led the beast out and around the barn where she would attach him to the cart. As she came into view of Saga and her newly acquired mare, Ghost, (whom which Sedona was familiar with having known the equine in her tending to the pack's livestock since her arrival) she waved in greeting. "Howdy, Saga, Ghost! It'll be just a moment, then we can go grab the rest wood and such." She smiled and brought Ember around to the cart which was parked under and overhang of the barn around the side of the building. The evening before Sedona had begun hauling the neccessary wood and supplies to Saga's front yard, but there was still more to be brought by. Backing the gelding up to the cart, she moved quickly and efficiently, working around the large animal without any hesitation. She gave him the proper space and he remained calm and collected, only snorting from time to time, eager to have a job to do.

Once Ember was securely fastened to the cart, Sedona nodded to her awaiting company. "Alrighty. You can lead the way over to storage, I'll follow behind leading Ember here. There should be plenty of good wood now that Brom and I are working with the back of the barn and I've finished the corral." She told the galaxy pelted woman and then clucked her tongue, gently tugging the lead rope on Ember's halter to begin moving him forward.
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POSTED: Fri Dec 14, 2018 10:55 am

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The steady clunk of the cart cause Ghost to sway in hesitation, unlike Ember the paint mare was far from destined to become a cart horse. She was a gentle soul, quiet and deliberate and far too delicate for such brutish work. Ember she knew thrived under a light cart, the spirited gelding seemingly enjoyed the hum of churning wheels and the praise bestowed on him from a handler happy with his work. It was a shame he'd been gelded, Saga thought, for his handsome colour and eagerness to work would've made him a boon for the Vale. Though now they had the stallion they'd recaptured from the ruins of the neighbouring Krokaran herd, who was an affectionate beast, if not a little easily wound up.

Nodding to Sedona, Saga turned Ghost towards the Vale's storage and urged her on into a relaxed trot. The mare was blessed with endurance and more often than not enjoyed moving at a faster pace than most. Saga supposed it was well married with her flighty nature, though the Starkhelm still wasn't thrilled with moving so fast, or being so high up.

'How've you been? I trust the barn isn't proving too much trouble, or Brom...'
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POSTED: Sat Dec 15, 2018 5:21 am

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Sedona was glad that Saga was becoming more and more familiarized with being upon Horseback. The woman was growing more and more confident with each ride she and Ghost took together. Both equine and luperci were fast bonding with one another and learning what it took to be the best rider and mount for one another. The cowgirl recalled when Saga had first come to her asking for a couple lessons. The Starkhelm had come far from those days. It made a sense of pride swell in her chest at the sight.

As the two women and their beasts set off to grab the building materials, Sedona lay a single paw on Ember's side as they walked at an even pace, just behind Ghost and Saga who were at an easy trot (the gait was much prefered by the higher strung mare who wasn't pulling anything). Sedona could still make out the galaxy pelted woman's words as they went, over the sound of the cart's wheels and the soft tapping of hooves over earth. "How've you been? I trust the barn isn't proving too much trouble, or Brom..." Sedona laughed softly. "Nah, he's a delight. A pain in the ass sometimes, but overall a delight. We work well together." She told her company, wagging her tail. "As for m'self, I've been well. Settled in in m'home, got Hopi and Yavapai their own official stalls now. The barn project gives me somethin' to keep me occupied. Now that the corral's done. It needs mostly roof work, thankfully." She smiled. Sedona loved her hands on work. "I was happy to hear ya needed the assistance building a space for Ghost. Horses and building are my two specialties." The Hawkesond nodded as they made pulled up to the pack's storage area. Or at least, one of them. It was a large shed where the raw building materials were kept.

"Okay. Let's get some wood into the cart 'n bring it by your place. We may have t'make two trips." She instructed, tying Ember's lead rope to the a tree just outside the shed, securing him while they began loading the cart attached to him with multiple pieces of long hardwoods and slats. Sedona rummaged around inside the storage shed for nails and tools for the job as well. From within, she asked a few questions of Saga while she worked. "How about you Saga? How's life been treatin' ya as of late?" She smiled, peering around some old cloth work rags, grabbing a jar of nails in varying size and states of rusting and shaking them once with a sharp clink in the glass before coming back out to help with the rest of the wood. As she exited the little building, the Whitesage woman now wore a makeshift tool belt with a variety of tools strung on it upon her waist. Everything they'd need for the building project. "Anythin' newsworthy about the Vale?" She asked, grabbing hold of a large two by four and hauling it over a shoulder to add it to the cart. Ember snorted and sighed, still docile and content as ever, even as the weight was added to his back.
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POSTED: Sat Dec 15, 2018 6:10 pm

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Saga almost rolled her eyes when Sedona admitted that she found Brom "a delight". She was dumbfounded as to how anyone could stand being around the blue-eyed carpenter for an extended amount of time without wanting to have him bound and gag in the least romantic way possible. Perhaps the look of astonishment was evident of her face even from a distance away and only through glances backwards, but it was no secret that Saga's patience was sapped rapidly in the presence of Sedona's new sidekick.

'Well,' she said having listened to Sedona's update and sensing that her opportunity to gripe about Brom would be met with too cheery of a disposition, 'I'm happy to hear everything's going okay. I'm glad you're here to fix the place up before it collapses around us.' There was only so much of the elements a settlement could take before decay was inevitable.

They soon set to work, hoisting heavy planks of wood and hardware into the cart. With every clunk, Ghost seemed to edge further and further away and the Starkhelm turned a blind eye to her actions. While a more seasoned horseman would have demanded their steed keep close by, Saga was far from perturbed by the thought she'd have to hunt her own horse own by the time they'd finished loading the cart.

'Fine.' Saga said simply, the end of summer and the start of autumn had brought nothing terribly exciting with it. She might have been able to find something entertaining to regale Sedona with, had she any mind for small talk. She had no news from the Vale either, or at least, none she felt prepared to share. The Starkhelm was preparing to leave for Krokar with Ragna to investigate the stray animal sightings and she wasn't confident that they'd find any good news...
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POSTED: Sun Dec 16, 2018 4:19 am

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Sedona was used to Brom's chattiness and high energy when it came to his tasks. He was someone that the Hawkesond got along with great. As they'd been working day after day on the barn and with the livestock, the cowgirl had learned that the male was much like her in his commitment to his tasks, if not a bit more likely to end up on a side project or some other whimsical fancy that he'd come up with in the midst of his work. It was easy to understand why some others, like Saga could find his enthusiasm a little hard to handle however. The Whitesage woman knew that the Starkhelm much preferred to get things done as efficiently as possible. Usually that meant with as little talking and dilly dallying as possible. Sedona dipped her head in response to the starry furred female's acknowledgement of her work on the stables then smiled as she answered her queries with a simple "Fine."

"Good t'hear." She wagged her tail, hefting another few boards into the cart before moving to check on Ember. The gelding snorted softly as the horsewoman patted the beast's neck and whispered a few words to the animal as Saga finished stacking the wood she held into the cart. "That should be enough to get started. We'll come back if we need more." She told her company before clicking her tongue and urging Ember to take a step or two, to test his ability to pull the now weighted cart. The gelding tugged against the harness and stepped forward, the wagon creaking and beginning to roll with his movement. "Aye. Alrighty. I'll follow behind ya to home. We'll be slower now that the cart's full, but don't be afraid to let Ghost go ahead with ya a bit. I can see she wants to let off some steam, give 'er the chance before we have to corral her again." She encouraged Saga to do more than just trot with her new mount, strengthen their bond together as horse and rider.
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POSTED: Sun Dec 23, 2018 3:14 pm

Sedona hoisted the beams and boards into the cart with a more practised ease than the Starkhelm. Despite the relative simplicity of the task and Saga's ability to undertake it without any real trouble, it was easy enough to see that she wasn't entirely used to grunt work. Still, the cart was loaded without issue or delay and the two set off for Winterwynd not much later than when they had arrived at the storage shed.

Saga listened idly to Sedona, yet she still pulled back on the reigns a little despite the mare's instinct to fight it. The D'Angelo had no desire to go at a speed and figured that Ghost would do well to suffer through some restraint. Not a horsewoman by any stretch of the imagination, she dealt with her steed as she dealt with most willsome creatures.

The ride from point a to point b was a straightforward one, rarely leaving well-beaten tracks and almost always a straight run. Saga had done some minor pieces of landscaping in an effort to make Sedona's job an easier one. Large rocks and thick wild grasses had been either removed or cut back in order to make way for the new structure.
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POSTED: Thu Jan 03, 2019 11:02 pm

OOC: Feel free to jump ahead. :) WC: 406

As they made their way to Saga's home, Sedona idly chatted with the Starkhelm, discussing some of the latest projects around the Vale, the preparations for the upcoming winter storms and other small topics of conversation. By the time they arrived at the galaxy woman's yard, the cart's wheels thumping and creaking to a halt before the home, the two mistwalkers had covered a fair amount of ground both conversationally and in distance. Ghost seemed to have barely broken a sweat in the ride, but Ember, who was doing the pulling of the heavy cart was breathing heavier and showed other small signs of exertion. The horse was happy doing his work though and was eager to do more. Sedona patted the gelding's thick, shimmering, muscled neck and smiled. "Good job, boy." She complimented him before moving round to start hauling supplies out of the cart and over the space meant for her to begin building the stable stall upon.

Noticing the cleared away stones and grasses, the Whitesage woman wagged her tail. "I see you've done some clearing already. That's a big help, I appreciate it." The cowgirl tipped her hat kindly to Saga as she began to grab some of the heavy wooden boards overhead and pile them off the side. "I'll be sad to have Ghost out of the stables, but I completely understand you wanting to have her nearer to you. " Sedona said, using footsteps to measure out the area as she walked. "She's been wonderful to care for. Only ever once given me any trouble with the other horses." She chuckled. "If you ever need any help with her, you can always come to me." She assured the Starkhelm. It was obvious though that Saga liked to take things by the reins and just run with them. No pun intended. The Hawkesond eyes the mare with approval at the sight of her new mistress next to her. The two made a good match. They would learn and grow well together. "Alrighty, now let's get this project started..." Sedona said, starting to set down beams of wood and lay them together. There was still at least one other trip back to storage they'd have to make before she could start to construct the small corral, but getting the framework lined up was something she could do in no time at all. Might as well do it while she was right there.
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POSTED: Wed Jan 16, 2019 7:49 am

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The construction hadn't been an easy task. The Starkhelm was a stranger, admittedly, to anything to do with construction and verdant eyes remained trained on Sedona more often than not for instruction and guidance. The Hawkesond did most of the work in the end, with Saga largely acting as a gofer or a glorified vice slash sawhorse. She didn't mind, in the end, it was a means to an end and before long she would have a small stall in which to keep the horse she'd taken as a Drakehund reward some months previous. In the few hours that passed, muscles began to aches and small, insignificant lacerations began to sting and both women began to feel the fatigue of their activities. The trip to replenish their stock of wood and nails had been a welcome break from construction, but in the end, even that had been too short.

Before long, the Starkhelm had to ask, 'Ho much long until it's finished do you think?' Depending on Sedona's answered Saga was ready to suggest that they reconvene in the morning and take another crack that the stall, but if there was only a little more left to do, she supposed the could solider on and get it done.
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POSTED: Sat Jan 19, 2019 7:24 pm

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The work went slow and steady. The two women working side by side, in a dutiful comradery got the stall erected in good time. Sedona had instructed Saga on most of the project's steps but the Starkhelm had been efficient and picked up on tasks very quickly. Sore but feeling accomplished, the cowgirl stretched atop the roof of the stall before she hammered the last couple boards in place. She'd already bandaged her thumb where she'd accidentally hit it earlier in their building, but it was only just throbbing by now, no longer a massive pain that traveled up her hand. She was lucky not to have broken the digit. Splinters and small cuts here and there were all a part of a day's work. And it could be tiring after a while. Especially if you weren't used to it. "How much long until it's finished do you think?"

The Whitesage woman chuckled as Saga asked if there was much work left and the coydog woman shook her head. "Just these last two boards. I got 'em." She told the galaxy pelted female, dismissing her from further assistance. In the next few moments the cowgirl had nailed down the last boards into place and carefully hopped down off the structure. Stepping back to look at their handywork, Sedona bumped Saga's shoulder. "Good work there pard'ner. We make a really good team." She smiled at the Starkhelm before looking over at her horse which was nearby. "I think Ghost will be very happy." The woman nodded before gathering up the last of the tools and miscellaneous items. Bidding Saga a good night, Sedona made her way back to storage and the barn with Ember, the empty cart, and her tools and began the tasks of putting away everything where it belonged.
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