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Io Berlin · 07-30-2012, 05:12 AM

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Bialy had been taking to the saddle well recently. Io suspected it was down to the fact that he had been broken before, but ill treatment and lack of conditioning had spoiled him. The morning was only in it's infancy, but the sun was up high and shining relatively warm light upon the half built gyrus where Io stood. The wooden planks had been arranged in a circle, marked by a dirt ring. While stuck in her secui form, Io was far from useless. With a lunge rope linked to a beam in the centre (secured into the ground) and standing in the centre of half constructed gyrus, Bialy circled her patiently. The hybrid avoided the moving rope easily, before moving behind the stallion and setting his pace. She was not in anyway worried about the horse injuring her, her dominance was secured in the mind of every horse and she'd nipped the ones who argued. Typical collie.

Stopping, she moved over to the rope again, putting a paw on the rope to signal the Andulusian to stop. She muttered, 'Halt' and the dapple slowed to a walk and then stopped, moving inwards to graze on the grass. Once the main body of the gyrus was constructed, Io would have the sheep cut the grass then she'd cover the arena to kill the rest of the grass. Of course then the only thing she'd need to do was collect sand from the beach and transport it to the ring. Simple. But fr now, the woman was taking a well deserved rest.

Jacinto Lykoi · 07-31-2012, 10:22 PM

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The newly ranked Itse could admit the feeling of being out of place, fumbling inwardly with the many customs of the tribe pack. He knew not of where to go, and often times would stick around Io's hut in hopes that he would not find himself lost. Bright orange eyes would often avert themselves from others of the tribe, keeping safely out of the judgement of others. Like a dark veil of fear had passed over him, a silent poison in a way. What would others think? When would they come to wonder why he was here, and the deed he had done...After all, he was very different. Surely someone would have heard of his rich bloodline, most seemed to stick around the fire realm most of all.

The newest in AniWaya sat on his bedding with a frown knotting his eyebrows together, he had confined himself to that spare room for too long. It left the coyote bored and disinterested with looking around and seeing his room. He had done too much of that to date. It was finally until his son looked up, stated firmly "I'm gonna look around, pa...Won't go too far from the hut papa." And before Jacinto could beg the boy to come back and keep him company, the young one had already scampered out to explore his new home. It boggled the hybrid's mind in a way, that in a month's time Sinatrai would be old enough to shift. Jac could not imagine a manly two-legged version of his son, it left him both anxious and excited to think. Sighing, Jacinto stood up and stretched, leaving his jeans in a crumpled pile on the bed. With the warmer weather, clothing didn't seem too much of a choice. Confused on where to go, he exited the hut in search of Io.

It was not hard to find her scent anyway, and she had seeminly left the hut earlier on in the day. With his undecided rank in gear, Jac had slept though part of the day and into noon. What was there to do anyway? The scrawny Lykoi yawned and kept following the pregnant scent left by the reddish collie, finding her near what looked to be something similar to a corral. Quietly he advanced, getting on his hands and knees to poke her side with his nose playfully. "Hey Io." The bulge of her abdomen appeared larger by far, in all the time he had failed to notice. Sure, he had mucked up--But he just couldn't wait. He assumed a sitting form beside her, tail thumping against the ground happily. "Almost got lost here." Jacinto muttered plainly, but at least he had found the hostess. There was no chance that he could find himself lost any time soon. "So...Where are we?"

Io Berlin · 08-01-2012, 02:50 PM

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Io didn't sense Jacinto coming until he nudged her in the side. Her own tail flickered happily in response and she rested herself directly beside him. Io's head lay on his shoulder and she spoke softly, tiredness evident in her voice. 'Dzień dobry' the hybrid greeted gently, struggling to hold back a yawn. Bialy grazed slowly in the centre of the gyrus and Io gestured to him with her nose, 'My new horse. I am eager to see how well he rides'. He looked stable enough from down on the ground and he worked well so far, but the only way to definite this was to ride him, which would be impossible for another few weeks. Jacinto asked what the partly built construction was, the reddish hybrid answered quickly, 'It is, or will be, a gyrus. Roman's used them to battle train their horses. I considered just building a round pen, but a gyrus would serve as a lunging arena and for it's original purposes' she took a breath, but continued after. 'A gyrus was a large circular construction with tall sides, planks packed tightly so that they can't see outside. You stand on the inside and make noise, this desensitises the horses, you put blood down too. And after a while you can train them with all these distractions and they do not react'. Her words were proud, her eyes bright.

'How is your son?' Io asked, silver eyes flicking up to Jacinto's orange ones. 'I have not seen you around that much' she noted, her voice slightly unimpressed. 'I am sure they would feel you more honourable if you actually did some work as opposed to hiding is your room ashamed...' Her ears twitched as a gentle wind blew. 'You are here. It is not like you abandoned me'.

Jacinto Lykoi · 08-07-2012, 08:08 PM

Summary:
Jacinto acts quiet and nods to all of her words, slightly embarrassed by being so hidden away from the rest of the Tribe.
He watches the horse warily, hoping to god that it's never going to have to be his pack duty.
He tells Io that his son is doing fine, but is quiet and not talking to him much
He blushes as his rank duties are lightly scolded by Io, nodding and smiling embarrassed.
Realization hits the man as he gets told of his deed, not leaving Io behind.
He knows she is pregnant and needs a bit of help while she's on four legs, asking to help thinking he'd get a job such as helping build the gyrus or bring back some food for her.

Io Berlin · 08-08-2012, 07:06 AM

Summary:

Io speaks of Sina and tells him he has every right to feel somewhat lost. But hopefully he will settle in, even if for a while.
She asks for his help with the horses, telling him that Bialy needs to be better socialised and trots off toward the horse.

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