he went forth conquering, and to conquer

Foxglove Monroe · 07-02-2012, 02:01 PM

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3 points — Laptop is all fixed now, thank you! <3

Foxglove frowned slightly, adjusting the saddle on Valeria again. It was strange to imagine riding with a saddle, and particularly strange to know it had come from an enemy, but she had to admit that the saddle and accompanying bags might make things much easier for travel. Of course, it was not as if she actually went anywhere. It was very rare for her to travel far from Salsola. Though she found it strange and frightening at times, it was safer for her than the tribe or unknown lands. She would have felt safe in the Miracles kingdom as well, perhaps if only for a short time, but it was too close to the tribe. She simply stayed within the borders here. It was much easier that way, it seemed.

Still, the saddle did not seem to fit right, but perhaps she was just too irritated with it now. The champagne mare softly bumped her nose into the gypsy hybrid's shoulder, which Foxglove took to mean that she was getting annoyed, as well, so she removed the saddle from the mare and decided to try adjusting it again later. Just as she settled it on the edge of the stall, she heard the call, demanding of their presence. Or perhaps not demanding... It was a commanding tone. Foxglove gathered her skirts in one hand, exiting the stables with a whispered good bye to her horse.

She arrived along with everyone else, though she expected their eyes mostly moved right over her. She knew very few in the pack, and few knew of her, from what she knew. It was with a mild interest that she listened to the news; the removal of one leader and replacement of another was nothing strange, and the explanation was nothing short of reasonable.

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