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Savina Marino · 03-04-2011, 09:50 PM

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Look at us! With our pretty Alli tables and Kiritars ;3

Some weight had been lifted from the Marino matron's shoulders when Artemis had finally woken up after nearly a whole month of being in her unnatural sleep. Her daughter's condition had only been half of the pressure baring down on her though. The other half belonged to Denali and there still was no sign of her adopted son. When the snowstorm had hit, whatever small hope she held out for him had nearly vanished. It was true, he was nearly an adult now, but his coat was so thin and he had never been out on his own since she had found him at the borders, a likely orphan. Savina hoped, prayed, that the gods had looked after Denali and had helped him to weather the storm and to survive. Little did she know that he had been dead before the first flake of snow had fallen.

Now that Artemis was awake she was spending much less time inside Haven Manor and more time checking the borders. It was partially because she had neglected the task so much while her silver painted daughter slept, and partially because her heart still hoped that she would at least see or smell some sign of her missing son. In her daydreams she still imagined him running towards her, sorry he had ever been so foolish as to think that the accident was his fault and that they wouldn't love him anymore. Such images remained firmly in her mind though. Fanciful thoughts that became less likely with each day that passed.

The slender Italian woman walked the borders slowly this evening, her white pea coat and Neapolitan colored scarf wrapped securely about her. She hadn't been paying too much attention when a strange call filled the air and her face and ears perked up with curiosity. It was no wolf that called, but a coyote. The Consul had no prejudices against the smaller species and since the call was for leadership and she was already out, she made a direct line towards the direction of the call. It was not long before her emerald eyes betook two forms at Crimson Dreams' edge: one of a canine and the other of a horse. The Marino approached with a soft smile on her lips. "Hello, I am Savina Marino, the leader of Crimson Dreams. What may I help you with?" her accented tones asked genially. She doubted the coy girl wished to join, for she smelled strongly of the clan, and so was interested to see what it was the other desired.

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