[/html]It had taken some time for the Praetor to decide who would be traveling to Inferni. The small herd of semi-domesticated goats was a lively bunch; their personalities distinct and Anu did not know which ones would do well with the travel and in the exchange. She did not know the future of the chosen few and thus the decision was made with great care. She picked an older one, not yet passed his prime but with experience, the other two were still young beasts. One seemed to be a troublemaker, a climber and a constant chewer. The other, milder and perhaps a bit too docile to claim to have all her whit’s about her. But the group, two feys and a male, looked sturdy, sized well and hearty in health.
Anu walked beside her son, his red coat blazing brightly in contrast with her silvers and grays that so easily melted into the winter background. She wore nothing around her form, the winter’s hold no longer strongly gripped upon the lands. Spring was lingering in the power shine of the sun’s raze, warming her face as she walked. Oak, wore a thick belt with his dagger attached. She had told him to leave it at home, but the male spoke of the dangers in the unclaimed territory. Two travelers with livestock were easy and exposed targets.
She tended to the goats’ leashes, and her son carried the sapling and it’s root ball. It was the most delicate of creatures they carried with them. Anu had prepared it for the trip as a mother may her nursing pups. Careful son. She spoke once again to the male would moved the plant from one arm to the next. Her tone filled with a soft sounding caution.
The relayed conversation replayed in her mind once again. The leader of Inferni had spoken to Oak at the Winter Festival about their livestock, briefly but in detail. For sometime Anu had been looking for a beast that could till the fields beside the old windmill, and she hoped that the coyote clan would be willing to make the trade.
Once they came to the borders, Anu looked out the stakes beside her in the far distance. She knew this area, a place she had come before, and knew where to go to avoid meeting the skulls face to decaying face. Oak seemed uneasy, traveling with her simply because she asked him to and not to visit but merely to fulfill the trade or an agreement and depart. It was not a place he was fond of, and Anu suspected he regretted telling her of the conversation with the coyote slightly. Regardless, Anu tipped her head back and let forth a call. In the seconds before she felt a true sense of nostalgia, and almost yearned for Gabriel and spoke his name in the howl’s cords. But she regained her composure, and reached out to another Aquila
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