01-27-2009, 01:55 PM
ooc- fine you get the blind one! Since she'd be more interested in talking to someone with a birdie than DaVi would. 
She wants a horse.. not for her, but the stupid stallion they have at the farm. He needs a friend. >:E
Iskata had been out late that night, her paws walking her along the edge of the packlands alone for once. DaVinci's two children had finally begged their father to let them returned to the porttown to see their mother and for some reason or another he had agreed. Iskata hadn't asked but she'd been there to see the young ones off before returning to her cabin and laying by the fire. The silence of the house was too much, Zana, Skylar and Tyrone were all missing and the woman wouldn't admit it, but she was beginning to miss her last born child even after all the pain and suffering that she'd been though and the child as well. She'd taken a short nap before deciding that there was nothing left in the cabin for her to do so she'd slowly and surely found her way to the edge of the pack borders, trying her paws out at keeping her ears alert for the sounds of strangers and her nose sharp.
The blindness the woman suffered was slowly beginning to fade from her life as she seemed to forget every day that she'd ever even had such a trait. Her ears had caught the sound of a horse nickering and for a moment she was rather confused. She stopped in her tracks and paused to try and think of just where she was at, knowing she wasn't too close to hear the stallion in the fields back at the farmstead. It took her a mere moment to catch the scent of the male, she had known the scent once, a woman had come then belonging to a new tribe that wished to set up within the lands, seeking friendship along the native packs. She had seemed friendly enough though Iskata had no clue of what had happened to the tribe but now atleast here was another.
She paced along the trail til she could hear the sounds of camp being set up clearly, moving cautiously the woman called out softly. "Who's there.." She could smell the scent of fire and though she could feel the heat of it just barely she stayed a distance away, still leary of getting to close to what she didn't know was there, everysince the accident.
She wants a horse.. not for her, but the stupid stallion they have at the farm. He needs a friend. >:E Iskata had been out late that night, her paws walking her along the edge of the packlands alone for once. DaVinci's two children had finally begged their father to let them returned to the porttown to see their mother and for some reason or another he had agreed. Iskata hadn't asked but she'd been there to see the young ones off before returning to her cabin and laying by the fire. The silence of the house was too much, Zana, Skylar and Tyrone were all missing and the woman wouldn't admit it, but she was beginning to miss her last born child even after all the pain and suffering that she'd been though and the child as well. She'd taken a short nap before deciding that there was nothing left in the cabin for her to do so she'd slowly and surely found her way to the edge of the pack borders, trying her paws out at keeping her ears alert for the sounds of strangers and her nose sharp.
The blindness the woman suffered was slowly beginning to fade from her life as she seemed to forget every day that she'd ever even had such a trait. Her ears had caught the sound of a horse nickering and for a moment she was rather confused. She stopped in her tracks and paused to try and think of just where she was at, knowing she wasn't too close to hear the stallion in the fields back at the farmstead. It took her a mere moment to catch the scent of the male, she had known the scent once, a woman had come then belonging to a new tribe that wished to set up within the lands, seeking friendship along the native packs. She had seemed friendly enough though Iskata had no clue of what had happened to the tribe but now atleast here was another.
She paced along the trail til she could hear the sounds of camp being set up clearly, moving cautiously the woman called out softly. "Who's there.." She could smell the scent of fire and though she could feel the heat of it just barely she stayed a distance away, still leary of getting to close to what she didn't know was there, everysince the accident.