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Nadia

POSTED: Tue Nov 26, 2013 11:05 pm

[431] Southeastern edge of Arachnea's revenge, Mid Afternoon. For Nadia~<3

"Speech,"action.

Evadne’s sharp hooves sunk into the soft earth as they walked, Océane’s hand loosely gripping the mare’s manes. They’d been walking for hours, and at one point the woman had stopped to hunt for a snack and let the horse rest. But that had been what seemed like ages ago, and the Aston could see the exhaustion in the muscle that twitched in her companion’s shoulders. Oce lifted a hand over her eyes to glimpse at the sky. Out of all days it chose to be a warm day, it was today. The day they were travelling. Still not nearly as warm as it would be in the summer, it was a fair enough sunlight penetrating the watery layer of clouds to tax their progress. The lady dropped her hand and began pouring over the land in front of them, searching for a stream or shallow pond or a place for fresh water. It was only a couple of more hours before they would reach the new pack lands, but a rest was long overdue. And when the dark-furred AniWayan spotted the reflection of the sky in nothing other than water, she tugged Evadne and quickly led them to the quick-moving stream. It was small, barely longer than her arm, but it was just deep and wide enough for a nice drink. The water was cool, too.

Océane wiped the moisture from her muzzle and rose from her knees where she drank, turning to the horse who’s head was still bent for water. She lifted deft fingers to fasten the two saddle bags on each of the mare’s sides. As she tightened, she heard a clinking in the current bag. One out of the two was full of pack supplies to help move, while the other stuffed with the woman’s own belongings. Evadne also sported are dark saddle and saddle blanket, but that was only for means of the move. On it she could tie down a couple more blankets, and transport the saddle as well. Oce also figured that it would be good for the horse- even after having her for three years, she still wasn’t broken and ready to ride properly. The woman had tried many times before, but Evadne had only given up to a trot, and a shaky one at that. And she could tell it wasn’t comfortable for her. Mayhaps wearing the saddle would get her used to it. Océane moved to the other saddle bag to check it while Evadne moved from water to graze on the green and quickly-vanishing stalks of grass.

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Océane Aston

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POSTED: Sat Dec 07, 2013 10:05 pm

(OOC: sorry this reply's late! Form: Optime)
She was grateful for the coming winter for only one reason: there were no spiders to get in her way. The earthy female wasn't necessarily afraid of the eight-legged Arachnids... She just thought they were absolutely disgusting, disturbing looking things that left horrible sticky webs hidden throughout the forest. The chill had killed the nuisances, the webs now long gone, which meant she wasn't ducking her head every so often as she trekked along. Nadia hadn't traveled this far into the neutral territories for quite a while, deterred by all the recent going-ons within the pack territory. Yet, it came to her with little surprise when she found herself moving off past the borders. Loyal as she was, or determined to be, part of her was still a traveler, an adventurous soul. Part of her mother still dwelled inside her in that aspect.

She had been wandering for a few hours under the pleasant sunlight, enjoying its warmth that had been missed over the past couple of days. Of course, clouds still obscured the majority of the sky, but it was little trouble to the female. Her admiration of the warmer day was soon forgotten when the sweet scent of horse filled her nostrils, mingled with wolf. Her ears perked, though caution flowed with it. She was in neutral territory, where anyone could be lurking. The deception and betrayals had left their mark on the earthy female, making her a bit more guarded than she once was. Still, her own curiosity wasn't very ebbed, and she continued forward, where the scents came from.

As Nadia drew a bit closer, she could make of the earthy hues of the other female, as well as the stark paleness of the mare grazing in the distance. She kept a distance, but did come a little closer. She soon spoke in a rather calm, yet friendly tone, finally giving herself fully away. "Hello there. Decent weather given the time of year, wouldn't you say?" Ah, how much easier it was becoming to actually attempt conversation. This land, it had changed her in many ways, it gave her the ability to act, or attempt to act, more socially than she had ever planned on becoming. It would continue to change her, she figured, with every encounter and event that occurred.

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POSTED: Wed Jan 01, 2014 11:45 pm

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"Speech,"action.

Ocèane pressed the strap to Evadne’s flank before she pulled firmly with the other arm on a second strap, successfully flushing the bag with the mare’s side. It was about this time a curious scent entered her senses, and she dropped her hands from her horse, turning to find a woman that had a very similar fur color to her own staring back at her. It was only heartbeats later that the loner parted her jaws to speak kindly and without threat to her. In turn, the woman gave her a small half-smile. “Indeed, although I wish it could have been a day I enjoyed it more. We’re travelling to our new packland, and it’s a bit too warm for cool traveling…” She sighed.

Aedus, being the curious one he was, had heard the thoughts of conversation in Oce’s mind, and abandoned his hunting completely. The white cobra appeared in a white wisp over the woman’s shoulders, solidifying into a solid snake. Tongue flicking to gather Nadia’s scent, he leaned forward, dark eyes watching the lady closely. Aedus, you need to stop that. You startle every stranger and potential friend that comes along and nearly give them heart attacks! The Aston mentally scolded her companion, while the serpent just returned the emotion of a shrug. Ssorry, he offered, but she knew it wasn’t genuine. In an effort to continue with formalities, Oce turned her attention back to the stranger. “Excuse Aedus. My name is Ocèane, and this is Evadne.” The woman set a hand on the white horse’s thigh, who in turn flicked her blonde tail.

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Océane Aston

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Ann
Luperci the rules of paradise are never nice
I want your fears, your hopes
the whole kaleidoscope

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