WC:252 - Ooc.

As Vitalia galloped next to lands that were so familiar, yet forgotten to her – she felt a pang of pain in her heart. The last time she was here was when she was a girl and when things were better. She knew where her father was, as well as her mother – and even though she was just raped by Harlowe, she had everything she needed right in front of her. She wondered if Vigilante would remember her, as she would always remember him and his hospitality as well as his kindness toward her. She remembered she had brothers here back then, and wondered if they were still around now. So much had changed since she was last here, and many had disappeared as well as new had come.

She was careful not to let Vitalia breach the borders and kept a safe distance away. Her black and white mare stood a safe distance from the invisible border that held a great territory inside of it. Acciai, on the other paw, was an owl. He flew in and out of the territory, and after about six times of circling, he settled on a tree far from them. His large owl eyes watched the pair from his safe spot, and Rio watched him. She wouldn’t have to worry, and so she threw her head back and let out a high toned call to call either the King or someone who could give her some answers. Then she just sat atop her horse and waited.

[WC:301 // Pts: 3] Ah, cousin Silvano

It was a little while before she received a scent from another on their way. A man and his horse, as it seemed. And he smelled familiar, though she wasn’t sure if she had met him before. Everything in Cour des Miracles smelled familiar to her, and all the things that did were hard to tell apart. Vitalia snorted here and there and shifted, but otherwise the two sat patiently and waited for the man to arrive.

When she saw the man approach her, she made a mental note that he looked a lot like Aro. She smirked mainly to herself, but became more serious as the man came closer to them. He stopped, leaving a good distance between them – but close enough for them to have a conversation without yelling between one another. Though, wolves had excellent hearing, so closing distance was not as important to them. ”Hello. I’m Rio Marino. I’ve come to rejoin.” She was aware that she lived here once before when she was younger… Right after the rape. Her brother, if she was not mistaken, brought her here – though, the memories were a little fuzzy to her now and she really couldn’t say what exactly happened so long ago.

She thought about dismounting her horse, but what if he were to chase her away? She would need to remount, real quick, and get the hell out of there. But she didn’t think she would give the man a reason to chase her away – Rio was lady-like, not a warrior or any kind of threat to anyone else. She wore a white dress that flowed along her hooved companion’s back, and her frame was petite. She didn’t have the body, or looks, of anything that would be threatening. She doubted he would need to chase her away.

[WC:252 // Pts: 0] Oh, well I was just doing it to keep track – but I would like her to get into the courtier tracks… It would suite her more.

Rio smiled and dipped her head as he waved her to come to him. She gently nudged Vitalia with her heels and the mare walked slowly forward. Then she stopped beside the other, snorting happily noticing the other horse now. She flicked her tail and attempted to sniff the other calmly. Rio looked toward the man in the same way he looked at her, ”Injuries? What had happened?” Her tone had much more concern in it than it probably should have. Rio was a caring kind of character, and she would do anything in her power to help someone in need.

His next statement interested her, though. It seemed she was noticed for her name after all, and especially here. She looked at the man, looking for some kind of familiarity – and there was – but she couldn’t really put her finger on what was so familiar. She didn’t think she had ever seen him before, but then again she hadn’t really remembered who she met from her childhood (even though it wasn’t that long ago that she was a child). ”My father, Ehno.” Little did she know she was standing, in a sense, in front of his father’s sister’s son. "Are you a friend of my family?" There went Rio's ignorance to the fact that not all her family was screwed up. He seemed too normal - but then again, he wasn't from the D'Angelo side and she didn't know much of her Marino side, only that she carried the name proudly.

[WC:374 // Pts: 3]

Her concern for the attack on Ayita quickly faded when their family ties were unearthed. A wide smile grew along Rio’s lips as well. She dipped her head, ”Well, hello there Cousin Silvano.” She wasn’t aware she had family in Cour des Miracles – only Vigilante, who she considered an uncle at one point for the simple fact that he looked out for her at a great time of need. Supposedly, there were a lot of Marinos scattered everywhere – but she hadn’t met many of them yet. ”Savina… I remembered Savina.” She was rude to Rio. Savina hadn’t held a high place in Rio’s hierarchy of respect, but still, none-the-less, she still gave mutual respect to her aunt. After all, it wasn’t often that she saw her.

”I did live in Crimson Dreams when I was a pup, but then I left Souls after a while. I lived here, too, at one point. And when I returned to Souls, I was living with my mother in Anathema for a while.” She remembered seeing the D’Angelo side of her family, but they weren’t what she expected after so many months – maybe even a year. Her calling wasn’t in Anathema, though. ”I left Anathema though… I didn’t feel like I fit in there. So, I decided to find somewhere that will better suite me.” She was aware that she just basically gave the man her life story, but he asked for it. In a sense. ”Are there any of our other relatives in Cour des Miracles?” Might as well get in touch with her roots, since the Marino side was the one she connected with more.

She sighed, and moved Vitalia to the side a bit so she could better face her cousin. He bore a scary resemblance to Aro, and her stomach sank a bit. She needed to move on to more important matters - she could ask him about Aro later. Maybe Aro was a distant cousin, or something - sometimes families had a weird way of resembling each other. "So.... Am I in?" She smiled big at Silvano, and cheesy. She wanted somewhere to call home already, and she didn't feel that she could wait any longer. She had to rush him a little.

[WC:345 // Pts: 3] Totally fine !

Hearing that there wasn’t a lot of her Marino side here, just Silvano and his kin, kind of disappointed Rio. She thought Cour des Miracles would have a lot of Marinos – as it seemed to hold that kind of atmosphere. The kind of atmosphere that her father’s side of the family seemed to thrive in. Rio nodded with a smile none-the-less, and positioned Vitalia to head toward the Courts. The conversation still continued with Silvano, however, and now she faced him on the opposite side of her – still the same face. ”She is.” Rio wasn’t sure if she faintly remembered Haven, or maybe it was someone else familiar. All these people she knew when she was younger, she barely knew them now. Her travels took a lot from her mind including memories and memories of family and others. Though, not remembering the right people was the downside. She knew all the ones she wanted to forget, but forgot all the ones she wished to remain knowing.

She dipped her head toward her cousin, ”Thank you, Silvano.” Then she gently jabbed the horse with her heels and Vitalia slowly walked forward. She turned to Silvano while Vitalia walked, letting her body flow with the movements of the horse, ”I was studying medicine in Anathema, and have been since. I’ve become quite good – is there a medical rank I can get into here? Or at least, something like it?” She wasn’t sure what kind of ranks Cour des Miracles had, but she was sure she would soon find out.

Rio hadn’t come with her things all packed on the horse. She had a few items in the bag that lay criss-crossed across her body, but only the things she would need in case of an emergency – like her Aloe Vera gel and stitches. She didn’t need anything else, yet. She would have to get settled and ride back to get the rest of her stuff from the house in Halifax. Maybe she would see Harvey while she was there. Yeah, to kill two birds with one stone.

[WC:334 // Pts: 3] >.<

Hearing that the Court had no such medics present was absurd to Rio. Every pack needed a medic; no wonder they had sick wolves around. She kind of felt an importance chime within her. She would be the only one in the pack with knowledge; so that meant she would be needed, often. This brought a slight smile to her lips, but she kept it hidden from Silvano. ”Yes, yes. I’d like to stay in the Hotel for now until I get familiar with the grounds again.” It was a while since she had been here, and a lot of the lands seemed unfamiliar to her. She knew everything would come back to her with time.

Their horses walked slowly together and their bodies flowed with their movements – as one as his thoughts echoed before. Rio became lost in thought for a few seconds as they seemingly were walking toward the Hotel. Then she turned back to him, ”You can just take me to the Hotel, and from there I should be fine on my own. If I have any further questions, I’ll come to find you.” She didn’t want him to feel like he needed to give her the grand tour. She could manage on her own for now, and if she needed help in the future – she knew where to find him. He would be around somewhere within reach.

There was another few moments that were silent after. So, she just tried to make conversation now while they made their way toward the Hotel. "So, you said you have sons, cousin? What are their names?" She would like to meet the rest of her family someday soon. She always tried to keep close with what family was around her. She kept a good relationship with Caprica while she was around, and attempted to reconnect with Lucia when she briefly returned. Now both of her sisters were missing in action, and she needed some other family to be able to get comfortable with.

[WC:248 // Pts: 0] A little bit

In the horizon, both cousins could spot the bigger building of the lands: the Chien Hotel. Slight memories were coming back to Rio as she eyed the large building in the distance. ”I hope so.” She wanted to connect with all of the family she had around her. She wanted them to come to her when they needed something and vice versa. She liked to build connections with those around her.

Their horses took them nearer to the hotel now, and it was coming up in the distance. Rio inhaled, taking in all the scents of her new home. She would have to take a nice sleep and then get her things in time from Halifax. When they stopped in front of the hotel, Rio halted her horse. ”Well, it was nice seeing you, Silvano. I hope to see you again soon.” Then she slid off of the side of her unsaddled horse. ”One question before you go: where can I put Vitalia?” She pointed to her two-toned mare, and the horse snorted.

Rio grabbed the reins of her mare, hoping to hear that there was somewhere close that she could take her horse to get some food, water, and sleep. ”Is there anywhere around here that I can park her for the night, at least?” She added, not letting him answer yet. Then she was quiet after. Now he had all the time in the world to answer her – however lengthy he wanted his answer to be.