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Vesper · 12-17-2011, 09:22 PM

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Sorry for the wait and shortness and boring conversation. xD

Vesper growled under her breath once the horse had passed; she detested the animals after plenty of experiences with them and their idiotic owners. While Inferni seemed to know how to treat their steeds—as work animals to care for rather than precious pets to be babied and gushed at—she still was antsy around the larger animals and couldn’t quite wrap her head around the concept of riding one. She snorted, watching the animal come to a halt before she became aware of another in the vicinity—another canine padding toward her.

The paler, smaller hybrid looked the other female over: a wolfish build but classic coyote facial features, splashes of sienna on a tawny coat, and exceptionally bright and pretty turquoise eyes. Her own light blue gaze softened slightly from their earlier agitated hardness, and she accepted the apology with a sigh and a loosening of her tense posture.

“I should have been more watchful of galloping horses,” Vesper said, her mouth quirking sideways in obvious but lighthearted teasing. “I’m Vesper.” She took a moment to look the other over again, trying to attach her offered name to the face—and it was then that the belated realization hit her. “Myrika Tears—you’re the head of the scouting tier, right?” She wasn’t very up to date on how everyone ranked other than the obvious, but as a Vigiles herself, Vesper had to know who was immediately above her. She knew that Myrika’s position wasn’t quite at the very top, but it was enough to garner the Inferni newcomer’s cautious respect.

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