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communist daughter standing on the seaweed water - kota - 09-18-2018 The journey eastward is not a short one, or an easy one. It requires a lot from a traveler, with its winding pathways and sometimes treacherous water crossings, unpleasant elevation changes. Kota has memorized the careful web of roads from east to west, north to south; she’s been moving about on them her entire life, most of it aimless and so she’s been free to lock away so many detailed mental maps in her memories. She’s hopeful that her companion is able to keep up with her. When the orders are given Kota just nods and turns on her heel to jog immediately eastward. Her pace is steady and her strides long ad sweeping, head low, aquamarine eyes keen and twisting ears alert. She listens for the footfall behind her to align with her own; the synchronicity in a hiking-mate is always a soothing comfort to her. If the stallion makes small talk along the way Kota will accommodate well enough, tell him her name, that she is new to Hyaline, but nothing more really. As they cover long miles, resting once and while but mostly moving steadily across the morphing landscapes. It’s been a day or so and the dawn of a newborn sun splinters its raw light across the dew ridden hills. They crest a big hump in the land, it raises conveniently above the rest so they may stare down at the kingdom sprawled out across. They can see the crystalline rivers, bright magma flows and the hissing steam towers. The Field lying quiet behind them, birds stirring, creatures slithering about. She looks over to Baltas and begins to fluidly descend down into the Kingdom to crossover into its heart. They’re a pale pair, matching almost in height, build and color if only it were not for her few inches more and inky black smears. This particular morning is dewy and the fog thick, rolling away from the Hyalinians as they walk tepidly into the volcano kingdoms middle-grounds. Kota those great whites, they have big teeth Kota and @[Baltas] here for a little meety greety, they're representing Hyaline <3 so let Bal go first for ultimate smoothness xD tagging @[Kromium] because he runs shit now right? i think, but any tephrans welcome, obv RE: communist daughter standing on the seaweed water - Baltas - 09-27-2018 Baltas remembers little to nothing of how to walk across the continent, and has no knowledge of where Tephra is other than far eastern Beqanna, so it's a good thing Kota is here. As the day goes on his hooves grow tired from the difficult terrain and lengthy journey, but they are not so sore that he cannot continue. As long as they make rest stops reasonably often, he is able to keep up with her. However, he does get bored as the journey stretches on. He makes an attempt at conversation, asks her her name and gives her his name, but finds that he really can't think of anything to talk about. So instead he goes over Kagerus' instructions in his head, again and again until it's dawn and they finally reach Tephra. The volcano might seem like a dismal place, all fog and steam and fiery lava flows, but Baltas can see thanks to their traveling over higher ground that there are other landscapes that are far less lifeless. That much is visible even through the fog. He continues to follow Kota, either to stop at a meeting-place or keep going until they run into someone. -- Sorry it took so long! RE: communist daughter standing on the seaweed water - magnus - 09-30-2018 magnus howling ghosts, they reappear but you're a king and I'm a lionheart @[kota] and @[Baltas] RE: communist daughter standing on the seaweed water - kota - 10-11-2018 While they wait idly in the swaying grasses the mare is happy to let peaceful silence fill the spaces in between. Her ears flick once and awhile when something rustles in the distance, bringing her head up from picking at the newborn tips of the wheaty vegetation. Seedpods that have not head formed calloused seeds in their pods are quite delectable, and here in such an environment as Tephra, they’re extra juicy and even sweeter. The chemistry between Hyalines travelling diplomats isn’t cold, but to an observant being it’s probably obvious they are not very familiar with each other. Kota feels herself naturally taking the lead, stepping forward when she spots the sweat-slick buckskin coming their way. She looks back over her shoulder to see if Baltas has become alert as well, then turning back to the approaching stallion with a cordial smile. She doesn’t completely straighten, but adjusts her relaxed posture into a slightly more rigid one, propping both ears politely forward. “Hello,” She nods and tips an ear back to Baltas wherever he may be standing (behind or beside, but she doesn’t look to him). “I’m Kota, this is Baltas,” She speaks sweetly through a smile that is just enough to be non-threatening but not quite jolly. “We’ve travelled from Hyaline.” She breathes calmly between statements, her pale eyes alternating which one of his eyes she looks into; reading. “Just a check in, a friendly visit – how have things been here in Tephra as of late?” She takes a quiet deep breath, “We’re aware of some…shifting going on…and we’re hoping it doesn’t mean your weapons may be aimed our way.” She stops there, she’s not exactly sure who she is really addressing rank wise so she leaves the divulging for a later moment. Kota those great whites, they have big teeth @[Baltas] @[magnus] sorry i made you wait -_- RE: communist daughter standing on the seaweed water - Baltas - 10-20-2018 After such a long journey, snacks are welcomed. At first Baltas doesn't know if it is allowed, if there is a rule against foreigners eating another kingdom's food, but when Kota starts eating he assumes that it's okay and starts grazing himself. The sound and scent of an approaching horse reaches his senses and Baltas lifts his head, turning to face the Tephran. He mimics Kota for his posture, more straight and rigid but not too much, and both ears face the buckskin. He stands a little behind Kota, staying quiet and letting her do the talking for now. @magnus @kota RE: communist daughter standing on the seaweed water - magnus - 10-21-2018 I wanna give you wild love, the kind that never slows down I wanna go where the lights burn low and you're only mine @[kota] and @[Baltas] |