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J'adore Austral · 05-13-2011, 01:47 PM

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'Rendall, Rendall!' J'adore called as his cremello steed approached the borders, recovering from a long gallop. His hooves moving at the more relaxed walk, each time they made contact with the ground they made a relaxing, bordering on hypnotic, click-and-thump sound. It was odd that the male felt nervous about crossing the borders. AniWaya and Pheonix Valley were public allies, so there was no sense to it. Shaking his head and moving 'Quera confidently across the borders with a soft yet firm nudge with his heels, he let out a glorious howl. Better safe than sorry, eh? The male thought.

AniWaya and Pheonix Valley members were set to spend time in each other territories, in pairs. It was arranged that Rendall and J'adore would work together in the Valley, fixing the roof of the barn. Building bridges with the allies, as it had been put. He had only met Jace from the Valley, and seen their leader about when he was the temporary Kalona of AniWaya, so it would nice to meet more of his allies. AniWaya and the Valley were laid back packs that stayed out of danger, a perfect outlook on things in this day and age.

'Quera seemed to think the same way about journeying onto forgien, claimed, land. His head was singnifcantly held lower, his ears flicked around like satellite dishes and his eyes seemed to move to every gust of wind. The Spaniard had latched onto his fear a while ago, reaching down to the beast's powerful neck a giving it a firm yet soft rub. 'Don't be afraid, they're our friends. We're welcome here'. I think, J'adore still didn't know if he was allowed to stroll straight into the pack lands. He supposed he could claim his obvious innocence and true obliviousness to the situation. It was not like he meant any harm was it? Yes, if he was doing something wrong, by accident of course, he would truthfully assert that he was from AniWaya and was infact an ally.

Dismounting slowly and taking 'Quera's rein's in his hands and called out again. 'Rendall? Anyone? I'm here from AniWaya'. Looknig back to his steed with a comforting gaze, J'adore stretched his legs. The journey had been long, but not unenjoyable. Though he had wished he had used a saddle. The thick woven cloth had been fine for a while, and better than nothing, but it still hurt when 'Quera sped up. The only bit of tack he had use for the journey was the polished black bridle, and the cloth of course.

J'adore waited patiently, shifting his weight as he did so. Patient as he was, he didn't enjoy waiting around. Especially in different pack lands. It felt so unnatural to the Spaniard, who was taught to never trespass. 'Quera nudged him gently, attention seeking as always. J'adore put a caring hand to the stallion's snout, his middle finger aligned with the red dyed strip going up the cream horse's face. Looking down his steed's body he saw the fire marking on his rear. It had faded slightly, J'adore would need to redye the markings soon.

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