04-23-2012, 11:05 PM
She was in her optime form for once. It was early morning as she arrived on the border of Anathema. Soran had pointed it out as they'd made their way north from Crimson Dreams. Naniko lived there, she knew, since Soran had told her. She paused for a moment, drawing in a breath. After a moment, she let out a light howl, cordially requesting someone's presence at the borders. She shifted her sack, waiting. Whether or not they had the herbs she wanted, she would trade news and names, send her greetings to Naniko, and then continue on her way down south, to Cercatori D'Arte, to Taliesin. She had promised to let her boy know where his mate was.
Ex mate? It was sad... the mateships one thought would last never did. She whispered a prayer to Rhiannon that hers and Soran's union wouldn't fall apart yet again. She glanced up as a crow circled overhead, cawing loudly. The screeching of the avian alarm set her hackles to raising, but she didn't react. She had heard the stories that the Anathemians were a strange lot, and she didn't want to offend them by injuring what could be a totem creature.
Ex mate? It was sad... the mateships one thought would last never did. She whispered a prayer to Rhiannon that hers and Soran's union wouldn't fall apart yet again. She glanced up as a crow circled overhead, cawing loudly. The screeching of the avian alarm set her hackles to raising, but she didn't react. She had heard the stories that the Anathemians were a strange lot, and she didn't want to offend them by injuring what could be a totem creature.