A Lone Wolfdog in a Sea of Luperci

Myrika Tears · 03-19-2012, 06:22 AM

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The coastline here was breezy, and the refreshingly sharp cool of it played with her hair and Cahal's mane. The shoreline here seemed more foreboding than the familiar beaches of Inferni, the ocean more ferocious. Humans had built their abodes in strange places -- there was evidence of a once-upon-a-time shoreline town in Inferni's own territory, long since flooded by the convergence of the three small creeks and the powerful tides of the bay. This water was not the Fundy bay, however -- Myrika knew that from smell alone, somehow. The water's scent here was different, in a way she could not quite explain.

The hybrid's response was friendly, and Myrika drew Cahal close as she dared. There was still a good distance between them, enough to keep the horse sedate. The big stallion was not as even-tempered as Eira, and he was still adjusting to his new mistress's reign -- the last thing Myri wished to do was cause this doggish stranger any harm by losing control of her horse. Just enjoying the scenery? I've been out this way before, the area's really pretty, even with the clouds, she said, smiling and gesturing vaguely at the overcast skies. Clear weather was tough to come by in this part of the world, it seemed. Cloudy days needed to be enjoyed just as much as sunny ones, and she had no intent on carping on about the clouds.

Never knew this was up here, though, she said, sliding down from her horse's back. She held his reins for the moment, ready to remount if he proved dangerous, but would hobble him to wander and graze for a few moments if the stranger sought conversation. People built stuff in funny places, she added, idly fiddling with a loose strap on Cahal's saddle.

Myrika is by Alaine!

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