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Helotes Lykoi · 08-26-2012, 01:14 PM

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The snake tongue that was Inferni’s rumor-mill was hissing again in his ear. This time it was of injured outsiders, demon white witches entangling Myrika in their clutches. Preposterous, silly things that Helotes knew better for. But there was always a seed of truth in even the most egregious gossip, and so the Lykoi male had made up an excuse to travel to the great Village; he would visit his grandmother, and, perhaps even Halo.

The dark male had prepared Yegua for riding, taking his time with doing so, even putting a riding blanket over her. She asked him in her own way why he was doing this, as he always had ridden bareback, and he had informed her that it was time for her to start learning to use the saddle. Instead of complaining like he might have expected, she silently agreed with him, and Potra in the stable beside her whinnied out a little giggle. Helotes gave her a look and she quieted; his horses were something else.

But there would be no saddle today, just the blanket, and Helotes had mounted her and ridden out just as the sun was beginning to set. The ride to the Great Village was pleasant, and one that he did not take nearly as often as he should. The last time had been weeks ago, when he had presented his children to Kaena; the great-grandmother many times over had approved on them, and even joked about how much tiny Basilio looked like her. Helotes was glad she had noticed that; he was proud of his son’s coat; it just screamed Lykoi.

Scents of fires and coyotes and horses wafted up to him as he came towards the village; it was a pleasant and homey smell that brought a soft smile to his face. There were several horses grazing in the larger sheep corral, the sheep obviously stabled somewhere; he recognized Eira and her foal, but there was a horse he didn’t recognize, and nearby, a white figure. Yegua let out a whinny of greeting to her brethren, and Helotes might have done the same just to see their reactions, but he was fixated on the white woman. He dismounted his horse when they were close, and she immediately when to the side of the corral to get as close to the others as possible. Eira and her foal came over and there were sniffing exchanged, and Helotes could hear them muttering softly to each other.

He walked over to the fence-line as well and draped his muscular arms over the top post, looking at the woman. She was injured, but beside that was quite becoming; an ivory goddess, and there was something familiar about her, Hola, senorita. He said softly, a semblance of a grin coming to his face.

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