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Clover Love Lykoi · 08-06-2011, 11:10 PM

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Word Count → 533 :: I'm super excited to be threading with you again! Big Grin

The worn knapsack that had served her so well in the past was once again packed halfway full of items the young Lykoi deemed would prove useful during her trip. She left room for items she might acquire while away, but made sure that in no way would she be leaving any essentials behind. Though she rode Daisy bareback, Clover had slung her purple tapestry over the white mare’s back so that she would have it with her for the journey. In some ways it looked like a makeshift saddle, though more aesthetic than functional.

Her plan was to leave behind her new home of Salsola for only a few days. She knew that her second birthday was drawing nearer, thus meaning her siblings would also be getting older. She hoped to stop and visit them all, and perhaps have a small celebration together. And since she would be traveling the distance, Clover decided that she might as well extend her trip to include a journey into the city of Halifax. It had been quite some time since she had wandered to the city, but Clover was sure she’d be able to bring back some valuable supplies for the thistle kingdom’s disposure.

The mare and coyote duo had set out early in the morning; a silent departure from her new family. With her knapsack slung securely over her shoulder, Clover pushed Daisy into a gallop so that they could cover the territory of Salsola much quicker. Perhaps it would have been wise to spare some of Daisy’s energy, but Clover was eager to get her journey underway.

It only took them a few hours to finally see the piked borders of the coyote clan’s lands. The twenty miles had not nearly taken Daisy as long as it would have Clover, but it was obvious that she was not be able to maintain a strong gallop for quite a while. Though Clover had alternated between a cantor and gallop every couple miles, much of Daisy’s energy was spent. That was fine, though. Clover would let the mare round Inferni’s territory at a moderate trot, while she sat back smoking and contemplating the simplest of things.

By mid afternoon the duo had rounded about Inferni’s claim to land, and wound up in the Dampwoods not far from where Clover knew D’Neville was situated within the borders. They would rest here for awhile, before Clover ventured to the borders in search of her siblings. Their birthday wasn’t for another day or so, but the hippie girl had never really had a firm grasp on such things. All she knew was that fall was drawing nearer and this was when they celebrated their birth.

For now, Clover had swept the tapestry from Daisy’s back and set it on the ground like a makeshift picnic blanket. She reclined, smoking one of the many joints she had rolled in preparation for her trip, while Daisy went off to graze nearby. Pale golden eyes went to the sky, searching for signs of rain or ill weather. Yet the sky was clear and a slight breeze warded away any lingering heat, and so it was the perfect day for a celebration.

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