Settlin' In - Printable Version +- 'Souls IPB Archive (November 2007–October 2012) (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb) +-- Forum: Dead IC (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=110) +--- Forum: Dead Topics (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=21) +--- Thread: Settlin' In (/showthread.php?tid=28774) |
- Kenna Foxleigh - 06-20-2012 Hiya! ^^ Hope you don't mind me making this thread also about Kenna claiming a house for herself. I thought it'd be good to hit two birds with one stone in this case. I'll PM you which house later on in this thread. [html] So far things had been fairly simple and quiet for the cowgirl. Kenna had spent the first couple nights alone in the forests of Cercatori, sleeping on the ground in her Lupus form curled against Dust's side. She had yet to actually claim any real place of her own in the pack lands. She was still unused to the more "civilized" aspects of being part of a pack. But now, enough time had passed and the Collie girl figured it was about time she head into the town (Thornbury she'd heard rumors of being its name) and see what kind of dwellings were there and who else called the little square home.[/html] - Skye Collins - 06-21-2012 [html] Although most outside the pack knew Skye as a regal woman, one who was proud and showed it through her various necklaces and bracelets and the posture that showed what she was, others in d'Arte knew that she was not just a leader, but a worker as well. Now she bore no clothing save for her belt with her dagger, and her knees were covered in dirt. She carefully picked at the weeds surrounding her beloved plants, taking care to discern between the killers and the newly grown bushes. The garden did well during the winter, and it always grew during the spring - now that the months were longer and warmer, she did not need to put so much effort into keeping them warm as she did taking care of invasions within. She had just yanked out another weed from the patch of dirt when she heard someone tentatively calling her name - from the sounds of it, they were just at the mouth of Thornbury, near her house. Not one to keep her packmates waiting, she stood from her position in the dirt, dusted off her knees some (not that that helped the dirt stains) and walked into the town. She saw Kenna there, along with her horse. Approaching her, Skye put on a warm smile for their newest member. "Hello, Kenna," she said amiably. "How are you doing today?" .skyefreebe01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#fefbee; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #333e46; } .skyefreebe01-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#485259; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #cde4f3; text-align:center;} .skyefreebe01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .skyefreebe01 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#cde4f3; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... ree001.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:3px solid #fefbee; padding: 0px 0px 165px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#485259; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .skyefreebe01-border1 {width:506px; border:1px solid #485259; margin:0 auto;} .skyefreebe01-line1 {width:470px; border-bottom:1px dotted #b5cee0; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> #00+ |