[private] I haven't come to say I'm sorry; Karaugh

[Karaugh]

Standing firmly in her chosen position, muzzle but a moment from tasting his flesh.  Paused momentarily as he took in her name and gave his own. Rhonen.  Soft hum rose from her vocals.  Dark orbs caught his sharp movements but nae a flinch emitted from her own muscles.  Letting the stab land upon her flesh, a slight sting remaining.  As he moved off and resettled a distance away she turned to eye him curiously.  Satisfied grin appeared as he spoke of converging.  This path alone could be quite boring so anytime another wished to join she welcomed it.  Most greatness was not achieved alone nor was appreciated without another to share it with.  She looked to the western horizon motioning for his attention to draw the same.  Her tone held an importance,

Head west through the Forest and across the river into Tagia.  Continue on the path between the sparse mountains. On the far side is Sylva. A forested land of Autumn hues.  You will find me there within the shadows of the thick canopies.  I look forward to seeing you again.  Lobes flickered forward as if seeking confirmation of his understanding her directions before turning away. Ebony whips cracked upon her hindquarters as forelimbs lunged her forward towards the western lands.  Her journey had another stop before home so she quickened her pace. 

Karaugh

illicit daughter of nymphetamine and killgore

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