A Desperate Plea (Joining)

[Dawali Amara]

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Welcome! Game Word Count: 417 The foal was playful, and after many hours' attempt he'd finally managed to separate it from his mother. The young ones were always so stressed, so jerky in a way, bouncing this way and that. Then, almost half an hour had passes as he'd tried to get the thing into a harness or any sort. In the end he'd succeeded, in a way; the foal was halfway controllable through a line tied to its neck and around its mouth. Still though, the young thing was not entirely confident with Dawali, and was not being led along nicely. That, however, was expected, and Dawali's purpose of this was to simply make the horse used to a luperci present, and to have some sort of an arrangement attached to it. It would soon find out how it could lessen the discomfort (although it was causing it himself, with the abrupt stopping and starting), by simply following Dawali's directions. Humming and occasionally touching the foals neck (if he was allowed close enough), the red wolf took his time. Things like these would not get a good outcome if rushed, and it had to happen on the horse's premises. Walking along the path, Dawali followed the fence that circled parts of his packlands. The weather was quite mild, and sometimes he'd slip on the muddy surface - the fence had been his savior more than once. The horse did not have trouble though, it had been bouncing around the increasingly sloppy ground for months along with his mother, and easily adapted to the changes. A barely audible melody, seemingly consisting of purely random tones, Dawali hummed, but stopped once he noticed the smell of a stranger. True, this was a person of his own race, and male, and close by. Looking ahead (Dawali kept his eyes mostly on the horse and the ground immediately before him) he concluded that he was right, with a slight feeling of satisfaction. Along the fence ahead sat a solitary being, and male, too. Quickening his pace, Dawali pulled gently at the rope attached to the foal and started his approach. Once close enough for it to be natural to say something without having to shout, Dawali greeted the male, and continued his approach until he was close enough for normal conversation. Hello there! As usual he was cheery, and polite, but something in the way he carried himself made it clear that he was highly ranked among those who claimed this land as their own.

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