ooc: Sept. 29th | Secui- Long mane with Vulture and Owl feathers | Peppy and Optimistic
Led by fair weather and optimism, the female escorted the kind elder deeper into the territory whilst taking care not to let her strides part the pair too greatly. But not and again it could not be helped, for the excited, lengthy strides carried the autumn woman swiftly albeit with a stumble now and again as pressure was applied to her sore forelimbs. Eventually her excited march dwindled to a progressive canter until the rough terrain gave way to smooth lush grasses encouraging again the smooth lope through the fragrant path.
She was very attentive to the elder, taking care to note the acknowledgement to the Family's Ancestors, but was kind enough not to correct outright. She simply hummed thoughtfully as if preparing herself for a counter of sorts before taken by the news of New Dawn's status. At least the group fared better than the mountain wolves, but the sound of it. Still the Family were picking up the scattered remnants of their lands but with the outlook that what could not be found could of course be rebuilt with time and care. Though the Nomad was disturbed to hear there were some that were lost because of the storm...
Surely they would be found. "I am confident the Ancestors can see your plight, and will guide your steps to find your mate and the lost other," glancing over her shoulder, she replied to the dark female. "We do not look to them as our deities, but as the forerunners that have walked the paths we have in their lifetime and bequeath to us the knowledge to walk successfully. They look upon us as a parent would its child and know the challenges and wonders that we have yet to experience. But just as there are earthbound creatures with varying moods and ways to gain favor, so do those that have come before us. It is the belief of my particular Family to gain favor by singing to them when the white eye of the night sky was fully opened. We come to them with but a single desire, and if our walk upon the earth was good and decent thus far, we would be looked upon and have our want granted. Perhaps if your beloved does not return to you before then, I will ask the favor of the Ancestors for you-"
Graceless, if ever there was an example of it. The rain did wonders to soak the land and nourish it for growth, but also did it weaken the ground to heavy steps like those taken by the inattentive female. One misplaced step and the ground opened beneath her right forelimb, pulling her down muzzle first into a heap of gold and red. The yelp that escaped was so sharp and quick, had any been at a distance from the site it could hardly have been said to have occurred at all. But to close witnesses, it was an embarrassing sound and sight. Dropped down to her side X'yrin lied on the ground for a moment, a stunned expression prominent on her face but was rapidly being overwrought but pain as it was felt from her grounded side.
"Ow..." she groaned in the midst of tucking her crushed limb beneath her and forcing herself up to stand. It trembled as her rose, the weight baring down upon it causing a disturbing pain as she managed to sit herself up. "Shall we-" her leg nearly slipped from beneath her "-shall we pretend that did not happen?" She managed to smile though embarrassment pulled her muzzle into an awkward smile. "I must be getting lazy..."