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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