Where the Willow Trees Grow
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For anyone c: Gonna be a quicky maybies.
[Ralla if you get this first, then we can just make it that thread idea you wanted]

Strel had once had a friend from AniWaya, but he knew that Hemming had long since been absent from this small branch tribe. But once he had learned that Hemming no longer lived there, he had not really bothered to visit the place. Hemming had been fun; he still remembered their boat ride on the sea, where the redhead felt more than enough fear to last him a life time. And though he would probably never set foot in a boat on the sea again, he knew that it had been fun, albeit stupid at the time. But Strel was nothing if not for his shenanigans. He had other friends to call on, though it would have been nice to have a couple more. Perhaps more would be found with the AniWayans? He hoped so, and he figured it was killing two birds with one stone; he could meet someone knew and fulfill the little requirements he had set himself. He had been with the Court for two years now and it was high time he stepped up his game.

Granted, the trip there took a long time. He had told Noss that morning where he was going and not to expect him till late, which warranted a rather bothered face. But Strel knew he would make up for it later, rather easily, really. Granted, he ought to have taken the man since his sister was here, but he wanted to meet people other than his lover's pale sister. So he took the day getting there, only to arrive at the borders and realizing he knew no one other than Ralla and her mate. That rankled him, considering his entire purpose was meeting people and he did not know a single other person there that would introduce him. And he was not terribly in the mood for Ralla to knowingly look at him and ask about how he and Noss were getting on. Not that he did not like the woman, it was more that her perception unnerved him at times.


Standing at the border, the redheaded man looked at the fence he had stared at not terribly long before. Strel furrowed his brows at it, and started walking down its length to find that break in it.


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