the children of a lesser god

Clover Love Lykoi · 05-02-2011, 07:11 PM

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Word Count → 226 :: Who would've thought the day would come. Sad

The voice was one she easily recognized, and so when the Aquila called for her, Clover easily gestured for Daisy to turn about and head back towards D’Neville. The hippie child’s mind played through scenarios as the white mare brought her closer to her destination. What was the purpose of this meeting? Clover was silently worried that perhaps war or some other dreadful thing had been called upon the coyote clan she knew as home, for Mother Earth had not been kind in the last few months. Even now her faith was still shaken, and Clover had been spending much of her time working out ways to strengthen it.

When she arrived outside of the mansion, the young Vexillarius easily slipped from the mare’s back. A simple pat along her broad neck signaled Daisy that she was free to wander off. Straw eyes swept the front porch of the mansion, noting that many of the highest ranking members were already present. And although her gaze had briefly acknowledged each one of them, in the end Clover let in linger on her Aquila. She did not offer any words to them, but simply let herself settle not far from the mansion’s front steps. Golden waves were pushed away to reveal the rouge mask, while Razekiel’s daughter awaited with the rest of them the arrival of the clan.

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