always the best man
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Adonvdo followed obediently, needing no reins with which to be led, almost as flawlessly as Nvwadohiyadv always did. Dohi's mount had always been like that, and probably would until the day he died. The osprey flew quite a ways ahead of the pair, out of sight over the horizon, scouting for any signs of either Itsihnalv or Ayegali. When one or the other was found, the opposite would be easy to locate. The elder brother, though, didn't want to spend too much time in one area in case they moved on as quickly as he followed the tracks. Now he was on Itsihnalv's trail, stalking through the edge of the forest to the hills. The immediate thinning of the trees alerted him, but he paid little mind to it; he knew he was still looking.

Further and further south he went, until he had reached the lake. He didn't know its name, as he knew nothing about the regions he was in, but he knew a lake when he saw one. The hills rolled gently into it, and there he saw one of the most beautiful bodies of water he had seen since they had begun their travels. The water was perfectly clear, and it reminded him of looking into ice. The serenity of the place was almost perfect.

He sat down, leaving Adonvdo to graze as he wished, to await the return of the osprey spirit. He meditated; his eyes were closed and his body entered a state of relaxation more complete than any lounging could achieve.

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The raven woman moved beneath the shroud of trees that surrounded the closest clearing, one hand placed on her horse's side, walking with him as they weaved in and out of the barricade of brush. The two were careful as they went along, quiet and aware, watching each and every thing around them. Silently, Ayegali took notes about the area, examining anything and everything that could possibly be some indication of it being a home to someone else or any kind of special landmark to remember the area by. Unfortunately, there was little surrounding she and Vtsi aside from things that could normally be found in a dense forest.


The difference of this place was what she could barely make out through the trees, a large body of water stretching longer than she could see from her position. Patting the horse carefully, Ayegali changed her direction, leading herself and her companion to the break in the trees that would take them both out into the open. It was then that she saw him, Adonvdo, making slowly across the grass to graze. A grin immediately took over her features, nodding to her friend as he moved off to join the other horse. Finally, stepping out from the trees and in to the open, she spotted her brother.


As quiet as she could, she made her way toward him, moving her feet carefully until the point that she was only a short distance away. She stopped then, only inching forward, trying not to give herself away, until the point that she was in front of him. She sat then, cross legged in front of him, grinning from ear to ear.
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[ooc] and there is nowhere left to hide
HATE HATE HATE LINKING K. I R NOT DO IT AGAIN. :|

[bic] turn and face these empty eyes

In his head was Aniwaya; the lands were as they had always been. They hadn't been surrounded by wrathful Luperci, their parents were alive, and it was shortly after the birth of the twins. He could remember the times then as clearly as he remembered what he'd had for breakfast, and it was upsetting enough to the peaceful werewolf, but only in retrospect. He didn't find it sad to think about at the moment, even though he could — and rightly should — if it were a big deal whatsoever. They had moved on and, soon, they would have a new home.

His eyes opened smoothly to the broad grin on his sister's face, and while it did startle him, he merely smiled back. His ears tilted backward, and while the overwhelming urge to pin her to the ground for sneaking up on him itched at the back of his mind, it wasn't the responsible or the mature way of saying anything. Instead, he leaned in and, with eyes wide, woofed right into her face a compassionate, Hey, sis!

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