Now that the war with the Boreas was over, she had acquired several new things and one of them was a horse. She had yet to name the angry beast; she was too busy trying to get the creature to like her. The chestnut mare seemed to have belonged to the first Boreas warrior she fought and it remembered the dagger she'd thrown at it, not to mention the chasing its former master had ordered it to do. In some part of its mind it still considered her an enemy, although she thought its opinion was slowly changing. It no longer showed her the whites of its eyes and pawed at the ground when she came near. The orange coyote hadn't dared ride her yet, but it was now safe to lead her. Bribing the horse with food had helped quite a bit.
Alma had been in the stables, feeding her horse an apple when she heard the call. She found it curious that it was Myrika's voice calling for the clan to gather, and worried briefly that more of the Boreas had emerged from some other camp and come to attack them. The only thing that settled the coyote's fears was the tone; it hadn't been an urgent call of someone in pain or a warning of an attack. The rust female stayed her curiosity until the horse had finished eating, then gave her a quick rub on the nose before joining the rest of her clanmates.
Despite the stables closeness to the meeting grounds, it seemed everyone else had arrived there before her. Unlike some of the previous meetings, she actually recognized some of her clanmates in more than just a passing knowledge. She knew Myrika because she had helped her build the archery stands, and had taught her about horses. She spotted Ithiel standing near the tall women who had called the clan to gather, and gave him a toothy grin. She saw Emmanuelle and a dark male beside her, but didn't connect the two together because she had not come in time to hear his question. Then there was Vesper and Valkyrie, the latter she had been acquainted with more recently. She gave them a nod in recognition.
The small woman she once considered an enemy - Zana - had puppies with her. She felt briefly envious. As her gaze passed over the rest of the clan, she realized that Ezekiel wasn't here, nor was Enkiel. Curious. Now her eyes flicked back to Myrika, then to Vesper. They had to have some explanation.
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