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Clingin' to insanity In hopes the world will ease up
The young man lifted his head up from the stream, face dripping wet and fur drenched to his body. He inhaled and fumbled for the home made towel on the grass. He wiped his face dry, rubbed his eyes to rid them of water, and then sprang to his feet again. His morning routine was going well so far, as ever. He wandered back over to his hut to clothe himself in his cloak only--the hot weather was too unbearable at this time of year to wear anything else.
Frodo padded out of his home ready for a brand new day. He fumbled with the straps on his cloak and considered going to see Gemma and the pups, then thought against it. They'd be hungry, and it'd be rude to visit again without something to offer. Speaking of, the amount of time he'd spent with them had sacrificed the amount of time he used to spend hunting. When was the last time he'd hunted for something huge, rather than something just large enough to feed just three hungry mouths? As this thought struck him, there was suddenly a sound that swept from over the borders. He recognized it straight away. Eclipse... he mentally said with a warm smile. He hadn't expected her to come. But she'd kept her word, and he'd keep his.
Without really thinking about what he was doing, he set off at a loping run straight away, pelting straight for the borders. He could smell her getting closer, and there was another familiar scent along with her. Maybe someone had already gone to greet her? For some reason, that made Frodo a little bit angry, although he didn't know why. It was when he was already in clear site of her that he realised he hadn't brought anything along with him for what they were supposed to do. Oh well...he guess he'd have to explain to her and she could tag along while he collected his things.
From what he could see, there was nobody with Eclipse like he had initially thought, nobody but a horse. Why had it seemed so familiar, though? He singled out the scent as he approached closer, but still couldn't put his paw on what was bugging him about it. He shrugged his shoulders and decided he must be imagining things. Eclipse! he grinned wolfishly. He strode right up to her and thought it would be awkward to not greet her properly, so he settled on a hug. Hoping she wouldn't be freaked out or anything, he attempted to embrace her before pulling back. Didn't figure yer'd come. he admitted. He shifted his green gaze sideways to get a better look at the mare by her side. A beautiful colouring; chestnut with rare flaxen mane. Again, he swore he knew the mare. And then it clicked inside him. Grace... he outbursted. Suddenly, his gaze went sad, and he snapped back to look at Eclipse. That be Lilliana's horse. he commented, pouting with an upset, hurt gaze.