[m][dnd]I Can Feel Your Fever, Taking Over

Orin Takekuro · 03-16-2012, 01:57 AM

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OOC here!

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Once again the Takekuro woman had found herself traveling long and far away from her home lands in the south. This trip had been planned, though, and arrangements had been made for the other animal tenders to care for the stock in her stead. About two weeks ago the Domatrice of Cercatori d'Arte had hitched up her favorite, docile yet sturdy mare, Spot, collected supplies and Sarian, and set out on a trip away from Cercatori. Things were still not right at home, but her cause had been stagnant for a while now. At least she had a good reason for going right then; she wanted to be with her daughters on their first birthday. It was strange to think that she must travel to them, for they both had already created a life for themselves outside of their mother's care. Once of her girls had even founded what appeared to be a very prosperous pack! And just by looking at Titania, and the way her pack looked at her, you know instantly that she was doing well for her new family, and Orin felt that deep sense of pride at her daughter's accomplishments.

But before she had visited New Dawn, the emissary from d'Arte stopped by Casa di Cavalieri to celebrate with Juliet, her frail daughter. It was strange to think that Juliet could get along here just fine, what with her disability, but after that visit she knew she was just fine.

With the family calls over, Orin decided to make one last stop on her way back to Cercatori d'Arte. And what better place to pop in to visit than her former pack lands, Cour des Miracles! Though times had changed, she still had friends and family within the Court, and knew that her visit would be welcomed.

So then it was that Orin approached the familiar border, though something seemed a bit different about this place. Had the lands changed since she last lived here, over a year ago? Did the borders move? Hmm... She reigned up Spot farther out than she thought she would, feeling confused about the borders. A head popped up then, two small gray ears and inquisitive eyes. Orin looked over her shoulder and placed a comforting hand on the small one.

“They will probably be here soon, pigeon,” she told the puppy. In a sleep voice the girl asked who and Orin replied. “More family to meet, darling. More to meet.” The puppy was rambunctious and went wild when she got to meet new people. Quite a charmer, but full of that mischievous energy no adult could hope to match.

Wondering just who it would be to find them there, Orin decided not to wait as if sneaking about the borders, and decided a how was in order. But just as she began to let the cry announce her presence, her ear flicked. She heard the sounds of hooves coming toward them. Leading Spot around, she saw a very familiar figure. Her heart fluttered and she urged Spot forward quickly.

“Mars! You're here?!” By the looks of it, she prepared to spring right off of her horse and into Mars' arms as soon as they grew close enough. Her pink tail lashed wildly behind her. “What are you doing back in the Court?”

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