Beautiful day to ride horses

-Pushok | Dated to 09/02/19

POSTED: Thu Sep 12, 2019 12:00 am

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Dated to September 2nd [+315]

Dawn had risen early, the promising russet glow of the sun cresting the hills and mountains far beyond the boundaries of her home. She had only been home a few days, spending most of her waking hours with her father. She had been trying to make up for all the time she had spent away, but in her attempts to focus on her family she realized she had all but forgotten Aethops.


The day she arrived home, she had taken the gelding to the stables with her father. Though she knew Aethops would be well taken care of while she was busy, she also knew they both needed to get back into some type of daily routine.


The snowy woman didn't want to waste any time, she knew that Aethops would need his exercise and would give her time to contemplate what she could do each day. It was all thanks to Izrian that the quiver she carried on her back was full of newly crafted arrows.


She couldn't remember the last time she felt proud of herself for learning something new. The aging bow she carried with her, only spoke of her dedication to honing her crafts and skills. And in time, she too would make perfect arrows like she had been shown only the day before.


As the stone gates of Fort Kingsbury came into view, her heart fluttered in her chest. The beautiful sight of her home in the morning hours could take her breath away with ease. The multitude of colors that painted the sky in the early morning hours only drove her onwards.


Passing through the main gate she quickly walked down the path that would lead her to the stable that housed Aethops. Practically skipping down the path as she approached the old library that had been converted into a third stable to house Casa's horses.


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POSTED: Thu Sep 12, 2019 2:11 am

“Вот так. Хорошая девочка, Snickeur!” The youthful chime of a boy echoed in the stable construct, giggling and doting on the horse who wasn't entirely amused by it all. After having been passed from hands to hands throughout her life, security wasn't something that came by the mare easily, but Pushok was highly intended to change that. Since the short rides and patrols that Darkness had taken him on with Podarok, the boy was much more familiar with how to get on a horse and ride it, even if the mare herself wasn't so bold. Trust was all it would take, he was sure of it.

With a brush in his hand, he pulled the heavy shed off of the animal's body. The rich, dark clove of her coarse pelt was just as much all over the hay beneath them as it was all over Pushok, but he didn't seem to mind it at all. Brilliance in his eyes dazzled as he kept his working hands on the equine, delighted as the dull, dirty hairs fell away and revealed a sheen beneath that was almost magical. Paired with the ginger sunset of her mane and tail, the horse was quite a beautiful thing, and well enough trained that Darkness hadn't put any rule against using the steed. Save one.

Stay in the lands.

A wrinkle in the bridge of his nose came at the thought. He was a man now! A true cavalier! Even the bruises from his First Blood, which he came so, so close to coming in second, applauded him in their own way. Reminders of a battle well won. He embraced the pains for what they were. Achievements. Trophies. A knight's burden.

At the sound of another within the stable walls, Pushok turned and nosily peeked over the box gate. Two-toned eyes spied the light pelt of his sister, Dawn, before he smiled and turned back to work.

Then he froze.

The brush hit the floor as he hit the gate again,” Daewn!?” The chime rang with surprised and enthusiasm. He'd not seen her in so long. Rather than opening the gate, he hurled himself over the edge. Planting broad footpaws on the dirty floor, he slide to the side with inertia, before taking off to literally jump at the skipping image of his elder sister,” Daewn!” Again, he called at the top of his lungs, wrapping his arms around her and not much bothering to slow himself down. If they hit the ground, then so be it!

His sister was back!


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POSTED: Thu Sep 12, 2019 3:36 am

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The snowy woman made her way into the stables, azure jewels looked over the familiar place she had kept her horse before. A smug smile spread across her face as she pulled the strap to her quiver over her head. Placing her bow and quiver safely out of the way, only then did she hear her name being called.

The voice had the familiar accent of her father, though as she scanned the area to look for who had been calling her it was too late. Her eyes finally found her youngest brother the moment his body collided with hers, wrapping his arms around her in a tight bear hug. "Oh!" she gasped in surprise.

The young man had been so excited to see her, that he practically tackled her. As they both fell to the floor she laughed softly, silver dipped arms wrapped around her brother, hugging him to her just as excitedly. How could she have not seen him in the stables? It had been so long since she had last seen Pushok, the difference was almost startling.

Her brother had grown so much since she had last seen him, she couldn't help but smile as he hugged her. "Pushok, my goodness you've grown!" she said patting his back roughly. Clearing her throat she tried to stifle her laughter. Just the thought that she was the older sibling, he was much larger than she was caused her to giggle.

"Pushok..." she started, but his hugs only became tighter as she spoke. She could practically feel all her joins popping, the young man didn't know his own strength. Taking as deep of a breath she could muster, her brothers strangling arms threatening to squeeze the life right from her she finally spoke. "Pushok... I'm gonna pop if you don't let go."

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POSTED: Sat Sep 28, 2019 7:29 am

To the stable floor they tumbled, the sound of her laughter like music to his ears. He couldn't calm himself down as the excitement to see his older sister again coursed through his heart and tightened his arms. The warmth of familiarity, of family and all those days they'd spent together in the Denhouse before she left came rolling in, and he was laughing heartily in his chest. The notes were nowhere near the squeaky little giggles he used to have, but were now great baritone rumbles of jovial bliss.

Finally, when she was just about to pop, Pushok let her free of his iron bear-hug and hopped to his feet in only the way the young and spry could,” Dhank yeu, Daewn!” A wide grin played on his maw as he expressed gratitude for her noticing that he wasn't so small anymore,” I deid loets of traening, too!” With that, he thought that the precise thing she wanted to see was the muscles that he'd gained handling the great sword at Honrin's instruction,” Woen my Fierst Blood!”

Flexing aside, he noticed that his sister was still on the ground. Hurriedly, he dropped to his knees and helped her up with whatever of her she hadn't managed already on her own,” Whaet ahre yeu going teu do teuday?” He inquired as he returned to his tall stance, dusting himself off of the hay, dirt and other collecting bits that the stable floor had offered the more pallid portions of his coat,” I was woendering if teuday woeuld be geud day for hoerses?” He pondered outloud, almost as if begging his sister to offer up if she were willing to go with him. Sure he wanted to go, and could go alone, but now that Dawn was here he desperately wanted to spend time with her.


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POSTED: Sun Oct 27, 2019 2:22 pm



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His arms only continued to tighten around her, like a snake constricting its prey. His smile and laugh, how happy he had been to see her. This was why she came home. To Dawn, her family was everything and so much more. But as Pushok finally released his stranglehold on her, she couldn't help but gasp for the air he had squeezed right from her lungs.


Watching him spring to his feet so quickly, she envied his youth and joviality. Chuckling she sat up as he began talking, she had missed so much while she was at the Outpost. Her youngest siblings had taken part in their First Blood, and she hadn't been there to congratulate Pushok on his win. That's great! she said with a smile.


Guilt tugged at her heartstrings, she couldn't help but feel bad for being gone for so long. Attempting to keep the emotion from her face, as Pushok had started flexing and it was a welcome distraction. She chuckled as he helped her back to her feet. I'm so proud of you. she said as patted her fur, dispelling any dust she had picked up.


She smiled at his next question, causing her to shrug her shoulders. I don't have a lot planned for today. she said thoughtfully. Silver arms crossed over her chest as her pale brother finally proposed going out to ride around Casa territory. I wouldn't mind that, Aethops needs the exercise anyway. she said softly.


A flash of her father's face came to mind, and she raised a brow at her pallid brother What does Papa say about you riding horses? she asked, knowing full well she hadn't been allowed to ride very far from the fort when she had first started riding.


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POSTED: Mon Nov 11, 2019 3:23 am

“Dhank yeu!” His delight was present in his voice, his words without strain as he pulled her up to her feet. The sound of her pride in him reach his ears and he could feel his face flush, but it was everything he'd ever want. His elder sisters, his brother, his father, his niece and nephews to all be proud. Hushhowl was his name, and he would sing it like a knight from the mountains if he had to, to make all of Casa proud of them, of him.

He clapped his hands together, their sound muffled by the fur of his hand paws, as his enthusiasm only grew. Opening his maw, he thought to offer her a route to go on so she could familiarize herself with the territory again, but his features dropped their jovial lightness for an exasperated look. Of course she would be on Darkness' side of him not leaving the boundaries. Well, that was no fun, was it? Either way, his grin came again with a light heart. He was a knight, he had to be honest and hold valor, right?

“Отец says noet to leave dhie laends,” Accent had ironed out quite a bit than from when he was a pup, but at the Russian lilt of the word he spoke for 'father', it was very clearly still strongly a part of his ability,” We caen patroel dhie borders? Maek few stoeps hiere and dhere, if yeu like?” Being a grown man wasn't always about fun, right? He was a knight, so he'd have to make fun in what he could, be that chores like patrols and other task that were needed.


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POSTED: Mon Nov 11, 2019 12:56 pm



Dawn Hushhowl

Quietly Endure, Silently Suffer, And Patiently Wait.

She could see the delight on her brother's face, just from her loving words. Of course she was proud of him, she had always been proud of her brothers. He hoisted Dawn to her feet with ease, and she could tell just how excited he was to spend the day riding together.


The joviality quickly faded from his features the moment she had mentioned their father and his thoughts. She placed a hand over her lips trying to stifle a laugh. His emotions changed so quickly, but she guessed it was due to his youth.


Bringing a silver hand to her brother's shoulder she smiled softly. Papa wouldn't like you to leave the lands on your own. But I'm sure he wouldn't mind as long as you were with me. she suggested.


There was no way to know for sure if their father would be upset or not, but she could see no harm in allowing her brother to leave the lands under her watchful eye. Being an older, more responsible sibling had its perks after all. Not only did Pushok seem saddened by the idea of them staying well within Casa's territory, but the young man had tried to put on a have facade just for her.


Her tail swayed happily as her silver hand ruffed up his hair. If Papa gets angry, I can just say it was my idea. Okay? she asked with a giggle.



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