Colours of the morning old

Tsukiko Shimazu · 11-24-2010, 07:45 PM

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Got it up finally XD; 300+

The day was cold, but the Japanese woman felt the need for fresh air; the comfort of her small house in Wolfville was not cutting it for her at the moment. She had on her heavy autumn kimono but she had worn some extra garments under it to help keep her warm. She had figured that Setsuna would wish to stay in the relative warmth of the house, but the feline had decided to accompany her friend out today. They had walked side by side for a while, but eventually Tsukiko could tell that Setsuna was getting chilly and she picked the feline up, cradling her against her chest. They could help keep each other warm.

The foreigner had not traveled out this way in the Dahlian territory before; in fact her exploring through the territory had been horribly minimal. Part of it was that she was simply not used to having the leisure to go walk about in the open and wild landscape. Largely though it was her feeling of not belonging and her struggling to come to terms with everything that had turned her world so upside down. There were not many she had met here that made her feel much at ease, but Tsukiko knew that it was likely just as much her fault as theirs. She was from a completely different place and culture. Even though she knew the language, it was difficult to connect.

The sound of running water drew the moonlit fey's attention, ears pressing forward. It did not take her long to find the sound's source, a good sized river running towards the sea. There was frost on the grass all about the spring, but the water still flowed in its eternal rhythm. Tsukiko stood, Setsuna still in her arms, and simply stared at the water, lost in its soothing vibrations.

Poppy Monroe · 11-24-2010, 09:36 PM

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Okay, I wasn't sure I'd get it up tonight, but surprise, surprise! 506 words...

It was an unusually cold day in Slytherin for the young russet wolf, with the Autumn season coming to a close, but as Poppy skedaddled out of her Victorian house that morning in order to begin her busy day of exploring and playing, she did not mind. Sure, she would rather it be as warm as it had been a few short weeks ago, but she was partly Malamute, with roots that tied her back to the Big White North, so of course she did not mind the cold weather all that much.

As she skedaddled around, stopping here and there as her nose inched closer to the ground in order to smell familiar Dahlian prints that had been left behind in the recent past, thoughts crossed her mind. From her sisters enjoying the warmth that was their home near the Orchards, to her father... doing whatever he was doing where he lived with his own pack.

Ah, Niro Takekuro She had only met him twice since she'd been born yet every time he crossed her mind, a pang of hurt seemed to rest on her tiny heart. She missed him - or at least the idea of having a father in her life. He'd said he would be visiting more often now that his leg was feeling better from that moose attack though, and Poppy was hoping he'd hold that promise. Magnolia and Foxglove hadn't even gotten the chance to see him and Poppy didn't have the courage to bring him up... she wasn't as brave as Niro had said she was.

Then her thoughts began to shift over to the very thin layer of snow that had covered the ground around her home a few mornings ago - it had only lasted for a little while and it had definitely not been a lot (merely frost, really) but it had been beautiful and Poppy was looking forward to see more of the pearly white stuff. Her family, snow, watching where she was going, it was all a lot of things for a puppy such as the russet wolf to keep track of, so it wasn't too surprising that she quickly found herself a little further away than she would be under normal circumstances.

Of course she knew her way back, it wasn't difficult, but she did wonder what her mother would say if she caught her this far from home, or what anyone else would tell the older Monroe wolf if they found her. Nonetheless, even with her worries in mind, the wolf puppy edged forward on her way, excited that she was going to at least get a chance to explore a little. She ended up finding herself near a source of water. Poppy did love water... and the fact that somebody was already there made it all the more appealing to edge a little closer...

"Hello!" she said a little shyly, which had never been a personality trait that would even remotely describe her. "I'm Poppy!" she added as she sat beside the older wolf.

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Tsukiko Shimazu · 12-19-2010, 01:49 AM

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Terribly sorry about the wait :< I should be much quicker now! 300+

The water was beautiful, and there was a definite tranquility about the area. The sound reminded her of the little fountain contraption that had been common across the Shimazu lands. Water would funnel into a hallow shoot of bamboo and when it was full, the water would empty into the pond and return upwards with "clack". One of her favorite places to be back home was at the section of the large koi pond where the fountain was found. She could sit for hours watching the brightly colored fish and listening to the calming sound of the water and bamboo. Tsukiko had contemplated trying to install a pond outside her small Wolfville home, but she did not know how to go about it. If only she had brought a landscaper with her.

Perhaps she could propose the idea to Saul, now that they were on friendly terms again. The Shimazu daughter could not deny that a soft spot was forming for the young Stormbringer. However, she had no idea how scrambled the signals she was receiving from him were. When he had spoke of helping her return to Japan, Tsukiko had naturally assumed that he meant to help her the entire way there. His company and skills would certainly be most welcome and she would be able to make a fine place for him on her estates. If he proved as loyal and useful as she thought he might, he could even be one of her closest assistants, helping her to rule her province. The more she thought of the idea, the more she liked it.

The Japanese fey's thoughts were soundly interrupted with the loud greeting and her white-tipped ears stood at attention as her eyes searched for the speaker. The voice had been quite high and this information eventually made her drop her gaze to the young little girl who had taken a seat by her side. "Oh, hello," she said, a smile coming to her diminutive features. Tsukiko had never had any playmates as a pup, but now she felt more comfortable around the younger members of society. They were innocent and kind and she didn't feel such a need to appear strong and collected in front of them. "I am Tsukiko Shimazu, and this is Setsuna. It is nice to meet you Poppy." Setsuna looked the pup over before closing her eyes indifferently. The feline, unlike the wolf, did not care so much for younglings and would likely remain silent through this encounter.

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