The mysterious sea originally had held little interest for Anann. She had been interested to see it for a first time but she had been content to watch it from afar. The waves thundering against the steep slopes of the shattered coast. She had found it rather intimidating in all honesty. The more she talked to others, like the Russian man she had met, she found her self growing more and more curious. Anatoliy had certainly seemed enthralled with his journey across it's wide expanse. That's what everyone keeps telling me. She was perhaps a little leery of the sea but she was not completely opposed to it. Its been a long time since if gone for a swim for any reason aside from a bath. I suppose it would be fun. She had went swimming a few times with her siblings but that had always involved more splashing and rough-housing than actual swimming.
Anann had let herself become slightly distracted by an unyielding knot in her own horse's mane. She could spend all day on him mane alone and still not get every snag and tangle. A simple shake of his mane would recreate most of what could quickly be undone. So she found herself a bit unprepared when Ruri had finished with the brush she had started with. Um, well. Do you think you need to go over him again with the softer brush? She asked as she walked over to take a look at Stark. If you wanted to it would probably be okay to start on his mane or tail with a comb. His coat looks pretty clean. Has a good, healthy shine. The light in the stables was dim but even still one could see the clean, healthy glean of the horses coat. Anann picked up the brush as well as the comb she already had in hand, just in case.
Certainly, perhaps it will help you find you to other questions.Despite her reasons for leaving her home land, Anann was still able to think of it fondly. I grew up in a wolf built city called Tosawi. We had a stables a lot like this. Full of horses. Riding horses. Draft horses. She skipped the war horses, even though that was the category Rem fit into. Many of the old structures left behind were too rotted out, so many build there own cabins. Its not actually an old city ruin, there is no concrete or steel buildings. Only wood and brick. There is also blacksmiths and butchers as well as cheese makers and dress shops. Some live in the city, others outside of it near the pastures and fields.
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