Make it right as rain

Robin Aatte · 11-19-2011, 04:51 PM

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No problem at all with that m'dear Smile Also do you know who made this table? I can't find out who it was anywhere :S WC: 777

The young patchwork girl was very pleased to see her uncle well and happy, the war had had so many terrible effects on the wolves across the lands; many would never be the same again, whether or not they were small changes, some were a little less trusting, a little more curt in their replies, some were physically injured, like Liam and others, other had faced the very worst fate, some were dead. The young female was pleased to see her uncle was in good health, she did not know what she would have done had she lost any family members on the battlefield, or Liam of course. She had been so very, very worried that her father had gone off to war, along with her best friend, that had been exacerbated by her father banning her from leaving the lands for the duration of the war. After the large grey Aniwayan guardian had tried to capture her and her great grandmother had been injured her in the rescue she had been forced to stay within the lands. She had managed to stay within them for the time being, but she had been in a battle against the Aniwayans even so, they had come onto the land and she and Liam, along with a pale Aniwayan that had turned traitor to Maska, had had to defend their home, they had been successful, but the toll on their own souls had been great. The pair that were not Robin had both killed someone and Robin had aided them, that was a taint that could never be washed off, no matter how hard one tried; it had been for the right reason of course, the guardians were planning on killing all who they found in the lands and perhaps capturing some, but still, causing death was something that no-one should ever have to do. The young female was pleased that all her friends and family had returned alive, although perhaps not completely well. Seeing her uncle again was a gift for the young female. She smiled at her uncle and willingly followed him, nudging Scarlett on gently, even though she had not needed any encouragement. Her uncle was a master at the low speech of horses and the mare seemed happy to obey his orders.

The young female smiled and looked at her uncle.
”When did you learn to speak low speech uncle?Is it easy to learn?” The young female asked, burning with curiosity, she wanted to learn anything that might help her in her further adventures, being able to speak to Scarlett and know that she definitely understood her would be a large step in the right direction. She listened as her uncle spoke, nodding as he said that the Aniwayans had caused large amounts of destruction. She could see evidence of their horrible cruelty all around them, it seemed that they had been determined on destroying everything in their paths, the small girl's ears drooped as she saw the damage that had been caused. The small girl walked with her uncle quietly, her eyes never leaving the mess around them. Soon enough they had arrived at an impasse, the fallen objects meaning that they could not get through. The small female listened to her uncle's plan and nodded furiously. She slipped from Scarlett's back clumsily, missing her footing and landing flat on her bottom, a small yelp escaping her lips.
"Ouch! I have never dismounted a horse before." Robin declared, clambering to her feet and rubbing at her sore behind as she stood. She padded to where her uncle stood, looking at the fallen post, carefully watching for glass as her uncle had said, of course. She bent down and attempted to give it a little shove, nothing happened, it seemed that her uncle was right in saying that it would need the large male horse to move it.
"Have we any rope uncle? If we do then I can tie it round the post, my fingers are smaller than yours so I think I will be able to slip the rope into this small gap." She asked, pointing to where there was a crack in the road beneath them pole, it provided a small gap that would be just large enough to slip a rope through. The small female smiled up at the masked male, moving to kneel beside the post. While she did this Scarlett padded towards Hawthorn, standing beside him, almost as if she was offering her help as well. In fact, just as Robin thought this she offered her help with a small whinny, almost as if she knew Alder would understand her.

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