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Short, sorry Marie. <3 Set in Shiloh Hills.

Getting away from Crimson Dreams, and her rambunctious offspring, was a breath of fresh air for the Horzana woman. She hated the area — she had hated Cercatori d'Arte, she had hated the now defunct Dahlia de Mai, and though she was getting along better with the Dreamers, she hated it there as well. Being alone was not something she desired, yet it gave her peace of mind. She wondered silently if it had been bad judgement to follow Mars from the familiar desert to this place that was cold and quiet. She loved him. She did, but it was strange to be in a new home where he had others. Krystalle liked to believe that she wasn't a jealous woman, yet the thought of Mars with other people left her cold.

It didn't matter. She hefted a sigh and swung her arms, staring at the sky as she meandered through Shiloh Hills. The bicoloured mutt inhaled fresh air; she could do it, she could be a Dreamer. There was no reason to move again, for there didn't seem to be danger within the pack that was now her home, and Mars seemed to content to stay. She didn't want to leave anyways — why leave when she was comfortable? Why leave when she had moved so much before? Leaving again would only take her back to Nakzhi, a thought that soured her mood wholly, pale pink eyes turning to the ground as she lost herself in thought.

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OOC...Table by Erin


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Ayita had once again found her wandering mind taking herout side her home. With all her pups grown she was just lonely. she just wished that all her children would be in her home and she could care for them all but the reality was they just couldn't.

Ayita sighed releaving feelings of sarrow and making her feel better. Shiloh hills a place she never visited often. the peace of being out here away from the pack was nice. not like she ever did much for the pack but still. There was really no one out here. The sky was lovely a few fluffy white clouds drifted through the sky.

She had to stop staring out into space and get on her way. She needed to find any dried goods that she could. or find a trader that traveled to get things from foriegn countries. She would love to have more tea leaves something that she had grown accustom to having. She focused on the task at head as she watched another walk along. Saying nothing she waited for the other to see her.


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Short -- sorry.

What else was there for her to do? She smiled at the sky before taking a seat near one of the sparse trees on the hillside, taking in the fresh air and silence that had accumulated around her. It was nice to have time alone. It was nice to be away from Mars and the children — she'd learned to love them more than she expected over the two months they'd been alive, but even she with all her cheer couldn't handle the trio being around at every minute of every day. Getting out and about felt wonderful, albeit lonely.

It took her a moment before she realized someone was around, the scent of another on the faint breeze causing her to turn her head and look. A distance away was the source, a tan-and-grey figure with black locks that offered a chance for her to interact. She hesitated in greeting her, but eventually dragged herself up from the ground and cleared her throat. "Hola!" The word seemed strange on her tongue for a moment, as the anxiety of meeting another settled in at the pit of her stomach.

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OOC...Table by Erin


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Ayita had seen the figure in the distance as she approched. It became apparent that the other had seen her for she stood showing her easy to see female curves. The woman spoke first the word nothing more then a greeting as Ayita dipped her head a little bit."bonjour." She stated back as she smiled.

The woman was unique. She sported a mohawk and pericings. She knew that everyone was able to make there own choices but around here there where many unique wolves.

Stopping close to the other she placed down her bag. "It's nice to meet you dear." She said as she smiled. Her body was tired as she found herself feeling exhausted. She was used to feeling older but today she was in need of relaxation. She smiled as she sat down. She felt bad making the girl stand up so she figiured she would sit down and allow the girl to do the same.

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She spoke in a language wholly unfamiliar to the mutt, but as it came in response to her own foreign hello, she made the assumption that it was a similar such word. White tipped fingers ruffled her multicolored mohawk as she studied the woman — she was relatively pretty, but obviously a wolf despite her almost doggish coloring. She let her limbs stretch, reaching one arm up over her shoulders in order to allow the synovial fluid in her elbow and shoulder to release the gases that'd built up during the day.

"Likewise, ch'know?" She offered a bright smile in return to the woman's friendliness, watching as she sat and taking up a seat near her. Sure, they'd only just seen each other, but it was a good chance to brighten her horizons — she owed it to Mars to try and assimilate. "'m Krsytalle. Horzana. From Crimson Dreams, over there," she explained, pointed back in the direction she'd originally come from.

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OOC...Table by Erin


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The french woman had not been around many others in a while. Afor a minuted she felt as though she was out of place so she sat there for a moment gathering her thoughts as she smiled. She looked at the other as she closed her crystal blue eyes and opened them again to look at the other.

Ayita smiled Krystalle, that is such a lovely name." She said as she thought the name over it truely was lovely. "I am Ayita catori" she said. Crimson Dreams had she ever been there. she couldn't remember it didn't matter much though. "I'm from Cour des Miracles. umm that way i think." she said smiling. "I've been traveling so I kinda lost track of where I've come from."


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