let the rain fall down

Clover Love Lykoi · 05-14-2010, 02:46 PM

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Halcyon mountain. Open for anyone!

Rain. Again. But rain was what brought life to the earth and changed all the death and brown decay of winter into the blossoming rich pastels and vibrant greens of spring. The densely forested Southern side of Halcyon offered some protection overhead, as the water had been partially blockaded from sprinkling down below by the canopy of leaves. Beneath the treetops, flora and fauna alike took in the moisture for sustenance, feeling alive as it rained down upon them. Amongst the array of green sat a young coyote - alone but not distressed. Her form was folded under the broad leaves of an oak as her soft humming was lost in the droning patter of the rainfall. Once it passed, she would be on foot again, looking for her siblings whose departures had preceded hers. For now, the young girl was perfectly content where she was, living and breathing in the nature all around that Mother Earth had provided.

The belongings she carried had been set aside, leaning against the trunk of the tree in hopes it would provide optimal protection from the rain. A guitar leaned into the rough bark, accompanied by a tawny knapsack which seemed to be almost busting with possessions. The only other thing the girl carried was a tattered purple tapestry, which she had draped across her shoulders much like a blanket. Of course, the usual accessories adorned her hands and hair, though there were sure to be more packed away amongst the girl’s things. Though it was obvious Clover was not from here, somehow the girl seemed perfectly expected sitting amongst the tall trees of Halcyon.

Conor Soul · 05-14-2010, 06:17 PM

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D: sorry for wait<3

It was rare for him to travel around these particular tracks, but he saw no negative aspects about exploring and get a better overview of what Novia Scotia had to offer. Rain followed him as it usually did these days, but it was only welcomed by the golden yearling. His head needed rest; but there was no rest for a brain pampered with thoughts and worries. He thought it could be an idea to visit Anselm or Rurik to see if he could get his hands on some good cannabis to stress down some. Fingers brushed some of his thick fringe away from vividly hued eyes and he continued following his feet as best he could, though his mind was absent and elsewhere.

Suddenly his eyes caught the form of the resting coyote girl and he hesitated. She was too far away and the wind was not cooperating enough for him to be able to identify where she belonged. Her form was petite and slimmer than that of a wolf though. There was no anger or resentment within the golden male, because Dahlia had buried the battle axe for good. The yearling thought back at the gathering with the Russo male and let a pale smile grace his lips. It had been a good start in forging a better relationship with some of the canines Haku had gone against. He was curious about this girl though. ”Hey,” the male called out softly, allowing her to determine his next move.

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Clover Love Lykoi · 05-21-2010, 03:12 PM

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Same here. <3

Her soft humming didn’t travel far, for the sound of the rain swallowed it up and it was lost. Yet Clover didn’t mind at all as she sat under the canopy of leaves overhead. Instead, she wound the purple tapestry tighter around her frame and merely waited for the rain to pass. Whether that was today or tomorrow, she wasn’t sure, but either way Clover knew Mother Earth would watch over her.

Her straw colored eyes turned to see who it was who had spoken. With the drone of the rainfall, Clover hadn’t even noticed his approach, but was glad to see anything but a hostile demeanor. She studied his copper frame, letting her gaze travel over the slight curve of muscles before finding his light violet eyes, only allowing a moment’s pause to pass between them. "Hello handsome," she called out softly to him, a friendly smile finding its place among her features. She wondered what he was doing way out here in the rain, but she supposed he could have asked her the same question. "Care to join me?" She opted for instead, holding the edge of the tapestry slightly aside, as if to suggest she would gladly share.

Conor Soul · 05-26-2010, 03:10 AM

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The name called out of him was not one he had expected, and he strangled the amused snort that wanted to leap out into the soggy spring air. She seemed peaceful and not at all uncomfortable by his intrusion. All was well then. There was too much tension between the different races and their hybrids around here. Conor had never quite managed to grasp why things were as they were. Differences would always create separate groups and conflict, but what was odd to the male was how far some groups and individuals took it. The boy blinked, pushing such thoughts away and refocused on the lovely girl. His smile brightened as her words seemed to welcome him, and so he stepped closer, in under the holey roof of the large tree. Perhaps the tapestry was more tempting, but it was out of the question. ”Sure, why not.”

He sat down a few good feet from her and crossed his feet casually, allowing his hands to rest in his lap after fingers had groomed out his messy fringe. His hair had always been fairly unreasonable, but he had learned to live with it. Alexey had always found it adorable when he was younger, but after things had changed he rarely knew what the latte woman thought. He was less confused than he had been, but he was also sorer inside his chest. ”I must admit I chose a horrible day for walking,” he mumbled as he resisted the climbing urge to shake the water out of his golden coat. ”I’m Conor, by the way.” the young male consciously left out the well known surname so that first impressions wouldn’t be ruined.

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Clover Love Lykoi · 05-29-2010, 01:19 PM

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She watched, satisfied and grateful, as the male accepted her offer and decided to settle onto the ground beneath the tree. Though the canopy overhead did much to stop the rain, it still managed to leak through and drizzle over them in a soft drip. She didn’t mind that he had decided not to share the makeshift blanket with her as she wrapped it again around her frame. "I suppose I did too," she admitted, though she really hadn’t had much choice in the first place. Clover needed to follow the trail she had been given and if she strayed for too long, the scent would surely fade away into nothing.

"Clover Love," she introduced herself, leaving behind her surname as well. However, she wasn’t quite aware of what reputation the name carried and merely let it slip away because those in Juniper Peace had not called her by that. Instead, she allowed her middle name to seemingly take the place of her last, though she meant not to deceive; the girl simply just liked the name best. "Do you live near here, Conor?" If so, perhaps some sort of clan such as Juniper Peace was close by and Clover could press for more information about her siblings. That, of course, was all just being hopeful.

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