Post by Kai on Dec 30, 2010 8:25:18 GMT -5
Rules:
1: No cursing is allowed.
2: Try to keep battles (if any) clean and not bloody and gruesome.
3: No fights, and if there are any, please settle it off this topic, better yet drop it.
4: If you feel left out in the MPS, please just ask to pause it. Last time we had many issues with this, and it got hard to keep up with. So we will follow a pause rule.
5: Just keep it friendly and clean, and don't do anything that you feel is wrong.
6: Last but not least, try to stay on topic. We got off topic a lot last time and filled up pages and pages of nonsense.
Stormy fiddled with the lock, anxiously glancing back at the sleeping guard every few seconds. She bit her bottom lip, hoping she would make it out. She had been in this prison long enough, and she wasn't going to wait another 20 years till her day came to be set free. She delicately pushed down on one of the metal wires while twisting the other one. After staring at the keys that hung on the guards belts for over two months, she had a pretty good idea what shape she needed to create to fit in the lock. She had finally resorted to this plan after many failed attempts to grab the guard's keys. She was lucky enough to have gotten out of the way each time before a guard had seen her, but she wasn't going to risk another 10 years in this dirt hole. She pushed slightly on both wires, and heard a mild click come from the lock. She threw her head to the side to see if she had woken up the guard. He stirred a little, mumbling in his sleep, but didn't wake. Stormy breathed a silent sigh of relief and steeled herself for what was next. She opened the creaky door of the cell just enough for her slim frame to slide through, and then slipped past the guard and into the hall. She grunted in disgust to see her "guard" slumped in his much-to-small chair, asleep, as usual, fat and happy. She still had to wonder where he got the skills to pop up so quickly when he heard voices, but his day would come when he wouldn't get up quickly enough. She walked down the hallway as light-footed as a mouse, and glanced over at the the other cells to make sure nobody was watching. It was in the middle of the night, so most of everyone was probably still asleep. She exited the prison's back door and quietly sneaked around the corner. She could see the paddock that General was kept in, but not the guards. Being as risky as she dared, she dashed across the grass towards her horse, silently begging that the guards wouldn't see her. She stopped at the paddock gate and bent down. She could see to curious eyes gleaming at her from the shadows of the shed, and knew that General was aware of her presence. She lifted her head just above the fence and motioned for him to come over. He sent her a mental picture in his mind of him and her running away from the prison, and she had to smile. Her day had finally come to be free of the crime she had been imprisoned for for 4 years. General cautiously walked over to her, his ears pricked, twitching to catch the slightest sound. She rubbed his nose from through the fence, and grinned broadly at her pal. Maybe she had deserved to be locked up, but General had nothing to do with what had happened, and he didn't deserve it. She walked to the back of the shed and pulled the keys for the paddock off the wall. She had run through the plan a million times in her head that hour when waiting for the guard to fall asleep, but now that she was doing it, she felt as if she had lost every little detail of what she had come up with, and was following some as-you-go-along little play that could slip up at any second. She gently twisted the key in the lock and held open the gate for General. He walked through it, still cautious, but a little more jumpy. She could tell by the gleam in his eyes he was every bit as exited as she was. And, if all came to all, and she was found, she would be sure he got away. She hopped on him, a special reassurance coming from being where she belonged, on the back of her horse, and grabbed his mane.
"Run, General, we are free" General darted off across the large field ahead of them, heading east, to the one place Stormy knew they stood a chance, to Trails End. She clutched her friend's mane tightly, a grin tugging at her lips, and breathed in his familiar scent, feeling compelled to ride harder.
"The sky, General, the sky." She gasped in awe as General took off into the air. For all those years he could have left, just flown over the fence, yet he stayed because of her. She owed him for that, and she would give him a better life. She shouted with joy as she opened her eyes to the site of clouds glowing in the Starlight. No matter what happened, Her and General would stay together, forever. She held on to that thought as she and General flew off into the night, free, for the first time in years.
The land swirled around Urutus as Genefit, her mare, galloped beneath her, taking long, ground-covering strides. The mare knew exactly what was going on - escape. You see, Urutus was imprisoned for a while, something when she was younger happened....and whoopy doo! She was thrown in prison. Genefit was constantly a pest, always trying to get to Urutus, so the guards finally threw the mare in with the girl.
Currently, they were trying to get as far away as possible from their imprisonment. A mental image flashed into Uratus's mind as Genefit pictured Trail's End; Genefit's idea of a good hiding area. And so, their long journey has begun.
Kehrilo slunk through the shadows, hoping and praying she would not be seen. She crept to a tree and stood in it's shadow as she watched a man walk across her feild of vision. Don't move, stay still Kehrilo. She mentally told her self, She had only a couple more feet to go, then she would have freedom.
She slipped to the gate and wiggled through the slots. That gate may stop soldiers but it sure can't stop me! Kehrilo ran quietly into the woods and after running for a while she whistled, a high pitched, careening noise.
Kehrilo heard a branch snap under a weight, she whirled around and saw splotches of white some how seemingly floating in the air.
"Cora!" Kehrilo whispered, and she stroked the soft dark hair. She then scrambled aboard and kicked Cora into a gallop. Kehrilo looked over her shoulder at the castle and smiled.
Forsythia pranced along in a meadow, playing with her friends Cindra, Zig, and Zag. Suddenly, there was a big explosion. "Hey, what's that?" Cindra asked. "I'll go check," said Forsythia, and flew off.
As Winter and Halt rode into North of North after a year and a half of being banished by her Aunt and Uncle, the only family she had left after that fateful day. She had long white hair in a braid and bright green eyes, on her back was a staff. She used it to fight with, calling it Staff Fighting. Halt nickered bringing Winter back into reality. They had just passed the Bella and Bello monuments and was now on their way to Trails End. Winter wondered how long the monuments have been there watching over North of North and welcoming new arrivals to the world of horses.
Stormy and General walked into town, keeping watch for any danger that would suggest being found out. Stormy's eyes flicked between the members of the bustling street, getting an idea of how to act normally. She looked up into the sky, figuring it was about noon, and turned to General.
"We should get some supplies first, then find shelter." She whispered into his ear. He nickered in reply and rubbed his muzzle affectionately against her shoulder. Stormy patted his neck and grabbed hold of his mane, leading him through the ever-growing sea of people.
Kehrilo smiled as Cora trotted into a bustling town. Kehrilo looked around, her blue eyes cold and sharp, looking for anything out of place, anything that signaled danger. Cora, I'm going to vanish, keep trotting and look for someplace for us to stay the night. I'll get some food. Meet me at the town square, I'll try to keep you in sight. Kehrilo thought to the horse, Cora nickered in reply.
Kehrilo slipped off of the trotting horse and seemingly melded into the crowd, Kehrilo watched how the towns people walked, loose and relaxed, seemingly almost bored. She imitated them as she headed towards Bagettala Row, no one looked at her.
Kehrilo then saw a map store, she silently opened the door the bells on the inside making only soft dings. No one heard her enter, she slipped through the store looking at the maps. She selected a medium sized map and slipped it under her shirt.
"May I help you?" A young male voice asked. Kehrilo gasped and whirled around.
"Oh, uh... No, I was just looking, these maps are quite nice!" Kehrilo relaxed her features and smiled at the dark haired teenager.
"Alright." The boy said and went back to organizing the maps. Kehrilo slipped out the door, as silently as she came in. Kehrilo then slipped through the crowds, seemingly fitting in.
As she passed a stand Kehrilo slipped a couple of apples into her pocket. Wow, the security is quite laxe... you would think with this town so close to Rolandsgaard Castle, and with Ivenna in her murdeous mood they would have guards. Kehrilo mused to herself.
Winter and Halt landed just outside of trails end and she got off. She held the reins as they both entered Trails End where it was crowded with people and horses. Winter pulled her hood up around her face hoping no one would notice her. She hated being noticed when someone sees her staff that is hanging on her back. She headed towards the castle where her new job awaited her and Halt.
Rain shouldered her knapsack, spotting her horse, Abauro, from afar. Abauro, she hissed telepathically. The paint mare turned her head and nickered happily. Not too loud, Rain warned, peeking hesitantly at the stocky guard. Alright, alright, Abuaro responded impatiently. With one last glance at the guard, whom appeared to be sleeping, Rain beckoned her horse over.
Within seconds, they reunited. Rain stroked her mare's stygian mane happily, kissing her muzzle. "Quick!" Rain exclaimed, mounting her horse as they set off hurriedly. "We did it! North of North, here we come!" Abuaro nickered in agreement as they shot off toward their hometown.
They arrived in North of North, grinning triumphantly. "I can't believe we're actually here!" Rain exclaimed, glancing around. Abauro neighed in agreement. "It hasn't changed much since we were last here," Rain observed, "but it certainly needs getting used to."
The pair trotted around the land until they reached the busy town of Canter Hollow. People were bustled in hordes, blocking their way. "Coming through!" Rain hollered exasperatedly. It is exactly as I remember it - busy, Abuaro pointed out jokingly.
"HEY YOU LITTLE RUNT! GET BACK HERE!!!" The angry, fat man roared as Urutus scampered off, a soft leather shirt with matching pants tucked under her arms; She scurried through the crowds, and over in front of an abandoned cottage, where Genefit waited, a bag of carrots and a bag of apples in resting on the ground in front of her. "Good job, girl." Urutus muttered, grabbed a bag, in which, she found a smaller bag of jerky. "How did you carry all this?" The girl asked. "I got expert mouth maneuver." Genefit responded. Urutus picked up another bag, and walked into the cottage; Genefit snatched up the last bag, and then followed.
Rain dismounted Abauro and glanced around. What's that? Abuaro said in her mind, referring to an old, unfamiliar shop in front of them. It appeared damaged and cobwebbed, like it hadn't been visited for years. They wondered why nobody had ever visited this mysterious shop when it was so apparent.
Rain approached it with caution, but Abauro nibbled at her collar, holding her back. I don't think you should do this, she warned. I know what I'm doing, Rain insisted, proceeding toward the shop. Abauro followed grudgingly.
The inside of the shop looked similar to the outside - it was old and cobwebbed. Varieties of odd items cluttered the shelves, a sweet, yet sickly scent wafting around the room. This seems suspicious, Abuaro mused.
Just then, a small figure crept out of the maintenance room. She appeared short, yet she was pretty; her black hair was tied back in a bun, her skin was fair, and she had silver eyes. She dragged a stool up and stood upon it, seemingly not noticing Rain and Abuaro at first. "Hello," Rain said quietly, spooking the shopkeeper. She looked up, squinting at the pair, until she concluded, "Do I behold a pair of customers?" Her voice was warm and comforting, yet shaky. Rain nodded.
The trio sat in silence for a moment, until the shopkeeper squeaked, "Is what I see true?" She hopped off her stool, becoming shorter as she approached Rain and Abauro. Abauro narrowed her eyes catiously, hissing, I think this is a rash idea! Rain ignored her as the shopkeeper stared up at them with her silver eyes. Her gaze was warm and motherly.
"Why are you so surprised at our arrival?" It was obvious, but Rain did not want to be rude. "You see, child, I have not had any customers in years," she sighed, glancing around at the unkempt shop, "but with your sudden arrival," she continued, "I might just have the chance to open it up, again!" It didn't seem like a bright idea, but Rain decided to keep that to herself. "Now, would you care for anything?" the shopkeeper announced, stepping onto her stool at her desk. "We have many items in store." She gestured around at all of the items and unkempt jars, but they did not seem too appealing. No, thank you, lady, Abauro snorted. Rain jabbed her in the chest, hesitated, and then glanced at all of her surroundings. Finally finding something useful, she stepped up to the front desk and resquested an old, dusty compass in the corner. The woman pondered about her shelves until she came upon what Rain was beholding.
"Wise choice, young one," the woman cocluded, recovering a ladder as the shelf was too high for her. "Would you like me to get it for you?" Rain offered, but the woman had already thrown it into her hands. "There you are," she concluded, stepping down from the ladder and putting it away.
"Is that all you'd like?" the shopkeeper asked gleefully, suddenly business-like. Rain turned to Abauro, who nodded hurriedly. "Yes," Rain replied. "Do I have to pay for this?" she added, referring to the compass. The woman shook her head and said, "Why, you're my first customer in a long time, and it would be wrong to make you pay. You shall take it for free!" she insisted.
"Thanks," Rain smiled, mounting Abuaro. Abauro began to leave, but Rain turned and asked, "Wait, what's your name?" But, to her dismay, the woman was gone. Rain, let's go, Abauro urged, trotting out of the shop. Rain gazed down at her compass, blew the dust off of it, and read the words The Verdant.
Kehrilo wrinkled her nose in disgust. Cora. So. Not. Funny. Cora nickered, What do you mean? You asked for a place to spend the night what better place then this?
Kehrilo sighed exasperated. This, Kehrilo gestured to the field of corn, has no shelter. What would protect us from the elements? Idiot.
Cora snorted, Speak for yourself! At least I'm not as weak as you! With that Cora shoved Kehrilo roughly with her muzzle.
"HEY! Cora! No!" Kehrilo shouted.
Hmmp, serves you right! Cora pawed the ground. Let me show you a REAL place to spend the night. Kehrilo headed towards the town, Cora behind her as she pushed through people in the maze of roads and buildings.
This is a decent place! Kehrilo gestured to a boarded up building. She went around the building and found a door that went into a muddy alleyway, She then pulled the rotting wood off of the door frame, and went in. See! This is a place we can spend the night!
Then Kehrilo saw something black scuttle on the ground, "AH!!!!! SPIDER!!!"
Kehrilo proceeded to stomp on the spider, efficiently flatting it.
Winter and Halt had just reached the castle when the guards blocked her way.
"Halt you goes there?" one of them asked
"I'm Winter and this is Halt, we're here for the job offer." Winter said casually.
"Ah your the Staff Fighter people are talking about. You may go on ahead miss." the gaurd replied as they got out of her way. Winter nodded and with Halt following she went inside.
Kehrilo stretched and blinked against the ray of the sun lite up the dust mites floating in the air. She then screeched.
"GAH! ANOTHER SPIDER! KILL IT CORA! KILL IT!!!!!!" Cora looked at Kehrilo and blinked.
What's the big idea? it's nothing but an arachnid.
Kehrilo groaned, Just dispose of it, please?
Cora shook her head and shoved the spider out the door.
Stormy set down her bag of food at the bottom of a tree. She swung herself onto the first branch, feeling the rough bark beneath her hard hands, and pushed Her feet against the trunk to balance herself.
"Be back in a minute." She said to General, who was sidestepping to avoid the falling remains of bark that fell from beneath her boots. She continued to climb the tall tree, scrambling up the branches, braking dead limbs that were in Her way, and going up to the smallest, most tender of the branches to stand on. She looked out over the land, finding Canter Hollow first to see if there were any suitable places that She and General could stay. There were many rundown houses in the outskirts from which she could see, that were rather close to town.
"I think I found one!" She called down to General. He sent her a mental image of Him, with Her on his back, up higher then the tree.
"I told you, don't you think we'd look a little out of place floating mid-air, scanning the area?" She put her hand to her head to block out the sun, resting her eyes once more on the house she had chosen.
"I'm coming down!" She fiddled down the tree, hardly touching anything for more then a second before jumping down to another branch. She hopped down onto the ground and pointed in the general direction they needed to go to her horse.
"It's perfect. A nice stable roof, a steady door, some boards on the windows, and plenty of grass from what I could see. Plus it's less then a mile away from town." She piped excitedly while picking up the bag. General neighed and shook his mane, spreading out his thick black hair. He nudged Stormy, telling her to get on. She complied and jumped on his back.
"Let's go!"
Kehrilo sighed in relief as the spider scuttled into the grass. Thanks Cora, I owe you one.
Cora tossed her head, a wild light springing up in her eyes, You owe me one? Then let us enjoy ourselves! Get on!
Kehrilo blinked, ran and launched herself on to Cora's back. What are we doing? Kehrilo was not gifted by an answer. HOLD ON TIGHT!
Kehrilo gripped with her legs, wrapping them around Cora's barrel and clung to her mane. Then suddenly Cora leaped into the air and surged forward into a gallop, with bucks and twists randomly added. Cora suddenly went upward at a diaganol and suddenly did a nose dive towards the ground, Kehrilo screamed, the wind tearing the sound away before she could realize she has screamed, then Cora went into a a smooth soft rocking horse canter.
Stormy looked over General's head and squinted into the distance, watching a horse run into Canter Hollow. General neighed questioningly.
"I heard a scream." Stormy replied starring after the figure as they blurred into the crowd. She shrugged and pressed her knees against her horse's side, holding on tight as he cut a sharp turn to avoid a cloud.
Someone is approaching, Abauro informed Rain, pricking her ears. Indeed, a pair of travelers had arrived. "We should go check them out," Rain suggested, kicking her horse into a gallop.
They stopped at a respectable distance from the two newcomers. The eyed them from afar, wondering where they had come from. "They can be anyone," Rain pointed out, seeing as there were many unfamiliar faces in Canter Hollow. No, Abauro insisted, they're different.
"Where do we start first?" Stormy asked uncertainly. General tossed his head, nickering softly in reply. Stormy frowned at him.
"Your no help." She slid off his back and glanced across the street. She grinned in anticipation when she layed eyes on her target. She walked casually over to a small stand, which held knick-knacks of all sorts, and glanced at the sells man, then at a particular map that had all of North Of North printed on it. Stormy peaked over her shoulder, then at the man again, who was animatedly talking with a customer, and slid her fingers around the thick paper. She clutched it tightly and slipped it into her jacket. Her eyes rested on a bag of money laying exposed on the table. Her heart began to beat faster, and she looked back and forth between the bag and the crowd of people behind her. She silently slid her hand out of her pocket, preparing to grab it, when she heard a
"Bye! Come again soon Sir!" She quickly yanked her hand back, grasping the bag of money, and walked away as if nothing had happened. She let out a heavy sigh when she saw the man resume his position by the stand, taking no notice of the robbery. Stormy sulked into a shadow and counted the coins which now lay in her palms.
"Not bad." She remarked before heading back to General. "We did good." She smiled and softly stroked his sun-lit fur.
Rain glanced at her compass, which was now pointing in the direction of the girl and her horse. Abauro, she hissed, look at this. Abauro did so, fixing her eyes upon it for a moment, until concluding, You know what we must do. Rain, puzzled, responded, What? Abauro sighed and proceeded toward the girl and her horse.
No, Rain exclaimed, we do not even know them! Abauro ignored her and stopped in front of the pair of companions. Rain gazed at the blue-eyed stranger and gulped. Dismount, Abauro instructed, before I buck you off.
Rain did so, grudgingly, and held out a hand. "Hi," she began hesitantly, "I'm Rain."
Stormy rode General through the crowd of people, being careful to act as natural as possible. She stopped in the town square and slid off General's back.
"That's enough for today." She said taking a seat on the edge of the horse fountain. She gazed at in, wondering when it was carved and by who, when she was suddenly thrown into the ice cold water. She flailed her arms out in a moment of shear terror before realizing what had happened. She lifted her head above the water and took a large gulp of air before stumbling over the stone. She looked up to find two boys pointing at her, laughing hysterically. She pressed her lips together as anger heated her veins, pulsing through her whole body, giving it strength. She fixed her eyes on what appeared to be the older boy, and charged at him, bringing out a pocket knife she had gotten earlier. She jumped on him and pounded his stunned face with several blows before he could even realize what was going on. He struggled under her weight, although he was about as helpless as a wolf at Thunder's mercy with the way Stormy pinned him. A sudden jerk reminded her that he was not alone, and she kicked back, without looking, to hit the other kid square in the face. Stormy concealed her pocket knife, realizing it wasn't needed, and hit the guy's stomach.
"Don't you ever do that again!" She spat at him before letting go of her grip. He popped up and starred at her wide-eyed before running away. A sudden knot of dread churned in Stormy's gut when she saw that a crowd had gathered. She waved her hand at them.
"Nothing, to see here." Though she knew that they had seen the whole thing, and that it was a cheesy choice of words. She would be lucky to get away before the officials came. She reached up to scratch her head, and sighed in relief when she found that the hood of her jacket was covering her face. It must have come over her head when she fell in the water. Knowing that there was still a chance of getting away without being found out, she headed the opposite direction of General. Good thing she got some extra clothes today.
Urutus stared blankly to the horizon; her eyes filmed over, her mind thought not a single thing, and her body motionless except for her breathing. Currently, she sat cross-legged on the roof of some cottage. Genefit was somewhere else, probably stealing some more dinner or something. Suddenly, Urutus was jerked back to the present when she heard a bunch of shouting, down by the market square. Two rascals, young teenage boys, probably around thirteen or fourteen, scampered through the crowd, shoving people to the side; the shouting came from a women, whose young son, maybe six, burst into tears; Urutus looked at the boys who obviously took something, squinted, and saw they had taken the boy's toy horse figure; It looked carved ever so perfectly. Anger swiftly flooded into her, and she though, "I'm being such a hypocrite. Oh well." ; All of this happened in only a few seconds, and Urutus noticed the boys were running down the street her current cottage was on. Sighing, she let out an ear-piercing whistle, and then slid from the roof, onto an old broken wagon, then hopped to the ground; she slinked onto the street, in front of the boys; They continued running, and tried to shove past her; She snatched the arm of the one with the stolen object, her hunting knife already at his throat.
Genefit halted dead in her steps as she heard the distinct whistle of her best friend and leader. She instantly wheeled around, losing all thoughts on stealing another bag of something, and whipped around corners and streets, soon snipping down the street Urutus was on. "Get that boy." Urutus spoke, nodding to the other brat who was making a more desperate run for it. Genefit barely slowed, and soon sped up at full speed; she turned off one street, took a whole block, then jumped out into the road she just had come off of; right in front of the other boy. She reared up, pawing the air. She bared her teeth at the boy.
Rain lowered her hand as the girl gazed at her solemnly. She turned to Abauro in bewilderment and shrugged, walking back to her. She mounted her best friend and glanced back at the mysterious girl and her horse. It's not worth it, Abauro insisted, speeding off into the streets.
"That was odd," Rain murmured exasperatedly, Abauro neighing in agreement. It is worth investigating, Abauro said, but we must not ponder it, at the moment. "Why?" Rain asked, but instantly, she understood why. A young boy sprinted hurriedly into the streets, carrying a suspicious sack. Rain glanced at Abauro and nodded as they pursued the thief at full speed.
Rain unsheathed her dagger, flung herself over her horse's neck, and landed on the boy's back. She pinned him down, holding the dagger to his throat. The boy gulped in fear, but kept a firm grasp on the sack. "What's in the bag?" she demanded, Abauro overseeing the situation behind them. The boy shook his head in defiance, clutching the bag tighter. "If you don't let go if that bag in three seconds-"
But the boy dropped the sack at her feet and squirmed free, running away with tears in his eyes. Rain stared after him in confusion, wondering why he had fled so easily. She shrugged and picked up the sack, attempting to open it when Abauro nudged her shoulder. Don't you dare, she warned. "I need an idea of what's in it," Rain began aloud, "so that I can return it." Abauro agreed grudgingly as Rain opened the sack.
It was full of old, dusty items - those of The Verdant. Rain turned to Abauro. She remounted as they set off for the small shop.
Winter and Halt were patrolling the town as part of her job when she noticed the little fight between a girl and some boys. She followed the girl quietly leaving Halt to patrol the town without her. She's pretty good at self-defense. Winter thought without any expression on her face.
Stormy and General met back up right behind an old run down store. 'That was extremely close. Now, give me those clothes so I don't freeze to death!' General nickered what sounded like a laugh, and tossed a small little sack at her.
"Thanks, now, go around the corner." General blinked at her, a glint of humor in his eyes, and walked away while she changed. Stormy fiddled with the button of a jacket and slid the hood over her head. She didn't want people seeing her wet hair. Just when she was about to call General back, he sent her an image of two girls and a horse conversing in the shop. Stormy peaked around the corner at General, considering what to do. She needed more things, but with two people and a horse that would be a hard crowd to hide in. General tossed his head towards the door, obviously suggesting what he wanted. Stormy sighed in defeat and followed her horse in. The door bell gave a soft ding as she pushed it open.
Urutus sighed, snatched the horse, and this scornfuly told the boy, who was already trying to catch some grip and run, "Now git you stupid idiot." The boy, and his companion who Genefit let go away, ran off at full speed.
Urutus sighed, and walked up to Genefit. "Got any clue if this thing is worth anything?" She held up the hand-carved wooden horse; the only reason she knew it was hand-carved was because her parents used to own a carving shop, where they made things with their hands. Urutus had the eye to notice if things were carved with human hands or with machines.
"It is definitely really pretty. It must be worth something since," And she nodded to the man, who obviously was the woman's husband, tromping down the street. "Well, I say we get our butts outta here and try to make something off of this thing." And then Urutus hopped on Genefit, and the mare spinned around, and shot out of there.
Winter watched the girl go into the store and decided to wait out front in the shadows with her hood down so she wouldnt scare the crowd. Winter sent an image to Halt of him watching the back of the store just to make sure the girl didnt go out the back. Halt sent back an image of him next to her. She smiled and shook her head. Halt hardly left her side and when he did he'd complain with sending images to her. She ignored the images so Halt would do what she needed him to do and that worked everytime.
The woman in the antique shop observed the carved horse. She poked it with a needle, and Urutus raised an eyebrow. Then the lady probed it with an aged arrowhead that was extremely dull. Urutus could only imagine the lady was seeing how tough the wood was - and apparently it was as tough as metal, because now the lady got out a saw and tried to saw it in half; to no avail.
Stormy walked into the center of the store. She raised her brow at the two girls, who were starring at her, unmoving, unblinking. Several awkward moments past until Stormy heard a loud neigh. She turned to find General and the other horse nipping fiercely at each other, nearly bumping into shelves as they backed up and sidestepped.
"General, no!" Stormy yelled and ran over to him. She yanking his mane and looked him square in the eye. 'Don't you dare make this worse for me" General looked down, and Stormy let go of his hair.
"Sorry miss, we'll leave now."
Say, Cora? Asked Kehrilo as Cora flew in a tight circle.
Yes? Cora responded with a buck.
Why don't we go get some food before I pass out? Kehrilo asked, which got a neigh of laughter from Cora.
Alright, you crazy land girl. With that Cora cantered to the ground and they melded into the crowd as Kehrilo slipped things from pockets and purses into her own pockets.
Urutus snorted as the lady then threw the horse against a wall and and muttered unhappily as the horse bounced back and smacked the lady in the cheek, like a punch. Urutus burst into tons of laughter as the lady started cursing at the horse, which lay innocently(as it technically was only an object of innocence)on the ground, in some unknown language. "WHAT!?" The lady said sharply, her eyes narrowingly glaring at Urutus. "Hmmm, let's see, you threw my wooden horse against a wall, and it hurled back and smacked you in the face, and now you're cursing at it. Hmmmm...." And the lady sighed. "People do not understand these days," She said sadly, shaking her head. "I think we do; an object can only come back and hurt you from the same energy you put into it to move." The lady stared up at Urutus blankly. "What?" The lady said, confused. Urutus gave up, and asked, "What is your name?"
"WHAT IS MY NAME!?!?!? WHY, MY NAME IS MISS LOUDMOUTH! MY NAME IS MISS CONFUSING!!!! MY NAME IS WHATEVER I WANT IT TO BE!!" She said with a loud outburst, her eyes red, litterly glowing red with fury. Urutus blinked, not getting a clue of how the lady's brain worked. "Can your name be whatever I want it to be?"
"Sure."
"Mrs. Lady With Brain Issues." And then Urutus walked out the door after snatching up the horse.
Kehrilo slipped through the crowds, Cora at a descrite distance behind her. Kehrilo as she slipped her index and middle fingers into a pocket suddenly froze. Cora, get OUT OF HERE!
"Well, that didn't sound too good. First my sensitive ears picked up on a tiny ting, then I heard a thud, then I heard a sawing sensation-"
"Sensation??" Urutus asked, not in mind, just in a way that meant, "HOW THE STINKIN' HECK CAN YOU HEAR A SENSATION??!!!!!?".
"My ears can pick up the vibrations of a saw." Genefit muttered as though she would be muttering aloud. "Oh."
"Well, what happened!?" Genefit demanded. "Freaky lady. I almost expected her to started chewing on it........." Genefit nicker-snickered in response. "Let's go see if any other shops will buy this thing with a....uh, appropriate sense of finding the value of a wooden horse." Urutus and Genefit then set out to find sensible shop owners.
Winter watched as the girl ran out of the shop to stop her horse from attacking another one. She soon decided to leave Stormy alone since she had to get back to the Castle and report in to her supervisor. She sent an image to Halt of them being back togethor and Halt sent a happy aurora to Winter. They left the crowded area back to the Castle.
"So nothing happened in town?" her supervisor asked. "No sir, nothing at all." Winter said stifling a yawn. She was tired and wanted to get some sleep but she had to wait until her Supervisor said her shift was over. "Must be beginners luck. Your relived of your shift today, get some sleep in the servants quarters." he said pointing the way. Winter shook her head. "Thanks but I'll sleep with Halt, he hates to be separated when i sleep." she said before leaving towards the stables to get some sleep.
Urutus' widened her eyes as the next shop-keeper she met was.....a monkey. But that wasn't what caused this reaction;
"What is it, ma am?" The big, red, hairy Orangutan asked in a barely interested voice. "Well, let's see, first I meet a lady who I named "Mrs. Lady Who Has Brain Issues, and now I meet a monkey who....who...." And Urutus spread her hands to the monkey, basically saying, "LOOK AT YOURSELF! HEAR YOURSELF! HECK, FEEL YOURSELF!" "Okay, maybe that last line, "HECK, FEEL YOURSELF!" was a bit off...." Urutus thought....
"Ah yes, that sounds like the normal human's brain would react to this situation..." The monkey said in a bored-out-of-its-mind voice.
Rain spotted a bell on the front desk and rung it, awaiting the shopkeeper to appear. She plopped the sack full of mysterious items on the desk, glancing around at the small, unnoticed shop.
Finally, the shopkeeper wobbled out of the maintenance room and hopped upon her stool, fixing her silver eyes upon the sack. She stared up at Rain and Abauro and asked, "What is this?"
The pair glanced at each other in confusion, Abauro rolling her eyes. "We believe it is yours," Rain explained. "We caught someone stealing it." She peeked inside, and laughed airily, startling Rain and Abauro. "Child, I needn't this useless bag of junk! I threw it out many years ago!"
Indeed, the items within the bag looked unimportant, alike the shop itself. "Why?" Rain questioned stupidly. "These items are either broken or unkempt. Nobody wanted them, and nobody ever will," the shopkeeper explained simply. "But why keep them in a bag when the atmosphere is so similar-" Rain refrained from saying the rest, but it was too late. Genius, Abauro taunted. Rain shot her a glare and turned back to the shopkeeper, but to her dismay, she wasn't there.
"Why does she always disappear like this?" Rain muttered tiredly, preparing to mount Abauro when someone said behind her, Indeed, I am here. Rain turned to meet a lion - rather, a Verdant Liona. She had a slender body; her golden fur was sleek; leaves striped her backside; the odd fact was that she had silver eyes, like those of the shopkeeper.
Rain and Abauro jumped back, spooked. The Verdant Liona chuckled, approaching them. "You're...the shopkeeper?" Rain guessed. The Verdant nodded, Abauro stomping her hoof in disbelief. I don't believe this, Abauro proclaimed, It's impossible.
Not quite, Abauro, the shopkeeper responded. She turned to Rain and grinned, revealing her sharp fangs. Rain cowered, hiding behind her horse. Abauro glared at the Verdant defensively. Don't worry, the Verdant said, I am harmless, Rain. Rain stepped up slowly, her voice shaky as she said, "How do you know our names?" Why, I am a Verdant Liona, she remarked, a creature of North of North. Surely, you have seen at least one of my brethren before, for we are common. "That doesn't answer my question!" Rain exclaimed angrily. The Verdant sighed and lied down, licking her paws. She glanced up at Rain, rolled her eyes, and explained, We have met before, Rain. Rain gazed at her, confused, but Abauro gasped. We have to get out of here! "Why?" Rain asked quietly. Mount! Abauro ordered impatiently. Rain sighed and mounted as they whipped out of the shop.
"What's wrong with you?" Rain asked. Abauro was silent for a moment, before finally answering, Do not you remember? She is Grene! "Who is that?" Rain questioned in bewilderment. Abauro ignored her as they galloped through the town.
Forsythia found nothing, so she went back to her friends. Cindra suggested that they go to the market. They all agreed, so they got their money and flew off to the market. At the market, they wandered the aisles looking for anything that might catch their eye, while shopping for fruits, vegetables, and a new chair for Zag, who had accidentally broken it somehow. They heard some shouting and a scuffle. Curious, Forsythia, Cindra, Zig, and Zag hurried toward the noise, where a big group had gathered.
A girl had a boy pinned to the ground and was threatening him. "What's happening?" asked Zig. Cindra shrugged. The girl looked up and got off of the boy. She said, "There's nothing to see here," and hurried off with a horse. "Strange," said Forsythia, and they resumed browsing.
Stormy and General trotted through the dying crowd and headed towards the town square. General sent her an image of the cottage they slept in last night. 'No, I want to stay in town tonight, we go to the castle tomorrow' She responded tilting over to the side as a lady with feed bags passed. She sighed and glanced ruefully back at the shop they had just left. 'We should not have gone in there, it was a bad idea.' General snorted in agreement and turned into an ally.
"You think we'll find a place back here?" Stormy questioned aloud. General ignored her and continued at a steady pace down the long road. Stormy turned her head side to side, admiring the old buildings and looking for anything forgotten that might be useful. General then came to a sudden halt, nearly throwing Stormy over his neck. 'What the heck?!' She screamed in her head. She looked ahead to see the girl and horse from the store racing past the ally. General nickered and turned his head to the side, confused. He felt tense underneath her, pricking his ears and staying at a stand-still as if ready to bolt any second.
"Dude, relax." Stormy laughed. She slid down off his back and walked up to the back of a broken window.
"I think this will do. It shouldn't be cold tonight, so I think I'll stay out here. But if anybody comes, I want you to run while I hide in here. Got it?" General tossed his head reared up, showing off his powerful hind legs and shoulder strength. Stormy raised her brows at him and huffed. 'Just go to bed Hercules'
Urutus sighed, shook her head, and then glared at the monkey. "Ah, finally, an interesting object from the last decade!" It exclaimed; It had put the horse under a machine used for sewing, then turned the machine on. The machine's needle broke immediately. "Okay, I have a question." Urutus said, with a tone that said: "Okay. You. You right there. Answer this stupid question before I put my hunting knife in replacement of that needle and put you where that wooden horse is." The looked up, pushed its glasses into place, which for some odd reason irritated the crud out of Urutus, and stared up at her impatiently while its hands moved, replacing the needle with something...strange....
"Mrs.Lady With the Brain Issues-"
"I thought you said her name was Mrs.Lady Who Has Brain Issues?"
"WHATEVER. As I was saying, Mrs.Lady Who Has Brain Issues stabbed the stupid horse with a needle, and then an arrowhead, then she tried raking a saw across it, and then she threw it act a stupid wall! What are YOU doing?" And the monkey sighed, as though Urutus knew not a clue about the world. "I don't know what sort of person Mrs.Lady Who Has Brain Issues is, nor how intelligent she is, nor what sort of needles she used, but my needles tell me many things. For instance, my needle just told me your wooden horse is tougher than iron; my needle was made out of iron. I have never heard nor seen nor thought nor felt wood like this." The monkey explained quickly.
"Oh." Urutus said, blankly. "Yes. Now," The monkey replaced the broken needle with a black blade, "This blade is made of a special metal. If your wood breaks this, well, we'll see." And indeed, the blade snapped, and the monkey's jaw fell open. Urutus's raised her eyebrows. "I will give you anything you want in my shop!" The monkey exclaimed, and threw its hands in a way that meant, "Any of this, I will trade you for." Urutus looked around, and she saw many horsey items, from the most magnificant bridle to the grandest saddle, but she shook her head. "I need not that. Do you have enough money to actually buy this?" She questioned, or more insulted than anything, the monkey. "I do not." And then Urutus snatched up the horse, and mounted upon the real one.
After getting all they need, Forsythia and her friends decided to stay at a nearby inn. The innkeeper was a nice round lady who gave Zig and Zag flapuppy treats and Cindra and Forsythia sugar cubes. Her name was Mrs. Puffsmith. They settled down in the straw with Zig and Zag on comfy old blankets. "Very nice," Zag remarked, striding along a blanket. "I call dibs on this one." They went to sleep.
Kehrilo narrowed her eyes at a girl with reddish blonde hair walking next to a bay, she let a slow grin show on her face before her expression went cold as ice again. Kehrilo slipped through the people and horses moving towards the girl and she slipped her fingers into the girls pocket.
Stormy jumped with a start when she felt a hand slip into her pocket. She whirled around to find a girl that looked about slightly older then her reaching out to try and pickpocket. Stormy put her hand around the girls neck and held her up against the wall, catching her by surprise.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Bad things happen to our kind." She whispered harshly before letting go.
Kehrilo glared at the girl, "So you say."
Stormy glared back. So you say? How the heck would she know what kind of bad things happen?
"You know nothing of the sort. Now, run along before you get caught." Stormy considered leaving, but when the girl did nothing but stare, she realized that she was not going to leave no matter what.
"Run along?!" Kehrilo spat out, "run along?! I can't believe it. Who are you to say I know nothing of the sort?"
"Because you haven't been through it!" Stormy yelled. She ground her teeth and held her hands in fist. She was just seconds away from hitting this brat.
"Oh! I haven't been through it? Well, please excuse me your majesty! I didn't not mean to bother you!" Kehrilo narrowed her eyes, her entire body tense.
Stormy was so tense that the only thing she was doing was taking quick, fast breaths. She couldn't leave now, she had to show she was stronger.
"If your such a great pickpocket, and have places to go" She spat "Then why are staying here acting like a brat?"
"Why don't I leave? Because you're in my way." Kehrilo smiled sickeningly sweet.
"Well then I guess you'll just have to get past me." Stormy smirked, challenging this strange girl.
Rain and Abauro spotted two girls arguing and watched them from afar. Should we do something about it? Abauro questioned, but Rain had already dismounted and was walking toward the pair of girls.
Urutus examined the wooden horse. How was it carved if it was so hard?
"I got a question." Genefit stated. "Yes?" Answered Urutus, looking up. "Why are we still here? Any day now, the guards could sweep through here and find us."
"I don't know why we are still here, Genefit, but...." Urutus trailed off. "I say we leave."
"To where?"
"I don't know...."
"Well, i don't think you want to do live in a dark, damp, forest, do you?" Urutus questioned. "True..."
"What are you guys doing?" Rain boomed, stepping between the two.
"What does it look like?!" Kehrilo glared at the new comer.
"None of your business so just stay out of it!" Stormy shouted. She glared right back at her, copying the other girl.
Kehrilo darted a glance to the girl she had just been fighting with. CORA! Make a distraction! Suddenly a horse crashed into a stand creating a loud clatter, drawing everyone's attention to the other side of the street.
Stormy twisted her head to the side and stared at the strange horse for a second, but quickly turned back. 'Watch my back and give me cover!' Stormy said to General. He walked forward and protectively stood behind her.
Urutus's eyes shot up, and she hopped to her feet as the horse started galloping around wildly, running over one person; "genefit, stop that horse!" Genefit leaped off into a straight pout gallop; She sped between the people, and leaped high over a barrel in her way.She saw the horse taking a street, and Genefit twisted around a corner, onto a street parallel of the horse. She galloped with all her speed; Her strides quickened and lengthened at the same time. Looking to where the horse was, she saw the horse falling behind; She then leaped onto another street, right in front of the horse.
Kehrilo took a couple of steps back stepping into shadows.
Cora paused in mid-stride, the veered around the strange horse, continuing her mad, destructive gallop.
Rain ignored the horse, her cheeks turning scarlet; her hands balled into fists; and her knuckles white. "I don't care if it's none of my business!" she hollered, glaring at them.
Abauro glanced at the horse whom knocked over the stand and narrowed her eyes, galloping after to her. And what do you think you're doing? Abauro asked suspiciously, eyeing her sternly.
Cora eyed the two strange horses chasing her and she slowed to a canter.
Genefit whipped around, shot off, and managed to cut the horse off again; but this time, if the horse veered to the side, she blocked the horse's path by doing a roll away-like action. "This is hurting people, strange horse." Genefit hissed, snapping her head at the hurt person.
Stormy stayed where she was, ignoring the chaos around her. She eyed the new girl and fought to keep a grin off her face. The girl was turning red, and Stormy found it a little more then funny. She let out a slow breath and retained herself.
"Well why are you here then? To get a front row seat? Or to just annoy us?"
"Both," Rain remarked.
Stormy narrowed her eyes, anger flaring inside of her, heating her veins.
"Well then what are you gonna do? Stop this fight? Or join it? 'Cause in a few seconds you won't have a choice." She grinded her teeth, clenching her fists tighter.
Rain glared at the girl. "You really think you're this tough?" Rain laughed disgustedly. "Prove it. I'm up for a fight." Rain, Abauro warned, don't! Rain ignored her.
Urutus furrowed her eyebrows as she peeped around a corner and saw three girls in some weird fight. "Okay, what is up with this? I thought this town was a cheery and happy place! And now, fights and stealing around every corner?" She thought.
Rain advanced on the girl, but Abauro appeared in front of her, guarding her. Back off, Abauro warned the girls, or you'll receive a hoof in the face! She glanced at Rain disappointedly and shook her head, saying, Rain, do not stoop to her level. "I have to teach her a lesson!" You're not teaching her anything. Abauro nudged Rain's shoulder, Rain mounting grudgingly. "This isn't over," Rain hissed as they trotted away.
"You can't teach something you don't know!" She hissed. She glared at her for a moment before mounting General.
"You, don't get caught." She spat to the other girl.
"I know how not to get caught." Kehrilo smirked.
*****
Cora stopped and pawed the ground. What do you know of hurt? Can hurt be physical? Yeah, but what about other kinds of hurt? Now let me aside, I have a job to do.
"Come on, talk to me." Stormy begged General. They trotted silently towards the castle, a far distance between their minds.
"What did I do?" General sent her a picture of her fighting with the other girls almost as soon as the words left her mouth. She rolled her eyes and huffed. 'I had to do something'
"Come on, we need more stuff." She grinned, anxious to get her mind on something besides what had happened.
Cora! To me! To me! Kehrilo called to her horse, then panicked when there was no reply.
"I mean hurt by saying that you just trampled someone. Hurt can be in many ways, as you said; physical, or mythical. By mythical, it can be a myth of mystery of where it is, though you can usually feel where it is. Like, if someone just "broke your heart" as they say, you feel like an arrow just got shot through your heart. Although, back to the mythical part, sometimes it is a myth of where the pain came from......Anyways, bye. Try not to hurt anyone." And Genefit trotted away.
What were you trying to prove back there? Abauro questioned as they trotted throughout the town. "I don't really know," Rain mumbled, gritting her teeth, "That girl just annoyed me so much!" And that gives you the right to pick fights in North of North? Rain ignored her.
ora snorted and shook her head at the annoying buzz in her head, asking where she was, Oh, Shut up Kehrilo, not now.
Kehrilo recoiled against the wall at the force of the words.Fine then, have it your way! With that Kehrilo stormed around town kicking rocks, and stomping and pulverizing mushrooms.
Urutus snatched a loaf of bread and went to a nearby stream; Genefit was already there. Genefit grazed after her fill of water, while Urutus ate her bread and drank.
Kehrilo slipped through the crowd anger causing her to push people aside and occasionally stomping on feet that didn't get out of the way fast enough.
A man shook his fist at Kehrilo and cursed at her.A man shook his fist at Kehrilo and cursed at her.
"I'm hungry," Rain groaned, her stomach grumbling. She recovered some mushrooms from her knapsack and took some cabbage out of her saddlebag for Abauro to eat. They took a break at small, quiet pond, ate, and drank.
Kehrilo looked at the man and smirked. Then continued on her not-so-merry way.
Stormy nibbled on a piece of bread as she and General approached Rolandsgaard castle. A nervous knot twisted in her stomach, making it hard to swallow. She didn't know what to expect when she went in, and maybe she should just look around, act natural, only Rolandsgaard castle had some of the best treasures in all of North of North. She supposed that if she took one and tried to sell it she would be found out, only in this town, in other towns they would consider it a beautiful trade, not a steal. She didn't plan on staying here much longer, mainly because people always kept a skeptic eye on her, leery when walking around her, every since she beat up that boy. She put her bread back in her pouch and slid gracefully off General's back. She grabbed his mane and walked as casually towards the castle doors as possible, acting as much like a citizen would. Good thing the castle was open to the public, only the bedrooms and important places would locked off. She sighed silently with relief when the guards did nothing and aloud her to walk through the door. 'Now, time to get down to business'' She grinned sickly at General, who curled his lip upward in response.
Winter watched as Stormy wallked in to the castle and decided to go talk to her. Halt followed Winter sending an image of them and the girl and her horse fighting. Winter ignored the image since she had no intention to fight.
"Hello I'm Winter, I've seen you around before. You did pretty good on fighting those boys too." Winter said to Stormy.
Kehrilo looked at the massive castle. "I wonder where the Library is..." She mused aloud.
"The library is down Hascall Ave. Miss." A voice replied. Kehrilo turned around and smiled.
"Thank you!" She exclaimed.
"No problem." The older man grinned. And Kehrilo went in search of Hascall Ave.
Stormy jumped in surprise and turned around to find a young girl smiling at her. She nervously bit her lip, unsure how to talk normal, especially since this girl was referring to the fight.
"Uh, thanks. You, um, saw that huh?" She glanced at the badge that rested on the girls shirt, and had to fight hard to keep her composer steady.
Urutus and Genefit walked through the castle gates casually. The guards didn't seem to care as one munched on a doughnut. She immediately started looking around for a place to sell this wooden horse of hers.
Kehrilo followed the road, and saw that Hascall Ave. was one of the roads that lead to the castle.
Urutus scampered across the street to the new looking, fancy antique shop. Walking inside, a tall fellow in a draping cloak met her. "Welcome to my shop. Do you need any help?" A husky voice asked. "Yes. Would this be any interest to you?" Urutus showed the figure the wooden horse. "That would be....quite an interest to me, yes. Come have a seat. Your horse must stay outside." Genefit snorted; she had half her body in the shop, and so she backed up and waited outside.
Rain and Abauro head to Rolandsgaard.
Kehrilo headed towards the castle, looking for the library.
Urutus smiled darkly as she walked out the antique shop. A leather bag she stuffed in her pocket; in it were golden coins that were etched with silver. The wooden horse was worth a good bit.
Kehrilo continued on her way then suddenly she was at the gates to the castle. She shrugged and went in, looking at the huge rock walls. She smiled to herself, this, this was a true fortress.
Urutus walked along the sidewalk when she saw a postboard. Glancing at it, a page with six faces on it was pinned up; One of those face's was Urutus's. Her eyes widened, then dug her nose down into her jacket. Threee other faces she recognized: They were named Kehrilo, Rain, and Stormy; the poster was being fancy and had everyone's names in alphabetical order.
"Ready to make an entrance?" Rain asked her horse. Abauro nodded encouragingly as they proceeded toward the fortress.
They busted through the twin doors. "Rain and Abauro have arrived!" A stupid thing to do, really, as the two horse guards lashed out their tails in protest, blocking them. Abauro rolled her eyes. Why are you two making such an entrance, we would like to know, one said, holding up his head proudly. The other, however, clopped his hooves and complimented, I actually think that was theatre-worthy! Great job. Rain dismounted and bowed, as she never would curtsy. "Thanks," she sighed happily. Ugh, you are so wolf-headed! You're not supposed to compliment a pair of...intruding strangers who intend to bust open our doors each and every time they enter this castle, Porkpie! the other said, stomping his hoof disapprovingly. Well, that was just my opinion, Blackjack, the one named Porkpie insisted. Newbies, Blackjack grumbled, finally noticing our arrival.
Well, what's your business, here? he questioned sternly. The pair of guards stared at Rain and Abauro for a second until Abauro blurted out, We're tourists. We're not from Trail's End. We used to live in the Outskirts, but obviously, our house was destroyed by..."Some Wolf Riders, recently. I thought you two would know, being some of the most trusted guards in North of North?" Rain summed up, smirking. She has a point, we should've known! Porkpie complained. Blackjack blew his forelock out of his eyes and sighed, Proceed.
"Yeah it was interesting. And funny come to think of it. Not many girls can put up a fight like what i saw." Winter said smiling.
Kehrilo saw a girl looking at a poster on the wall, and she glanced at it, then her jaw nearly dropped. Her mind raced a mile a minute to figure out where she had messed up. Of course, she groaned, That blasted escape. I can't believe word got here already! Kehrilo slipped on through the crowds mentally calling Cora.
"I think I hear something..." Genefit said unsurely.
"Uh huh. Thanks. Your um, a castle Guard?" Stormy asked carefully.
Finally Kehrilo saw Cora, she ran and swung on the horse then suddenly Cora bucked and Kehrilo flew through the air. She yelped and landed with a thud.
"I'm no guard. I'm what they call a staff fighter from outside of North of North. I just patrol the town and the outskirts for wolf riders that is all i get payed for." Winter said as Halt came up from behind her.
"Oh. Ok, well, I'm sorry, but I really have to go." Stormy said as she tried to keep the panic from her voice. General was snorting and tossing his head, repeatedly sending her a picture of a poster, with her face and name on it, saying "WANTED".
Kehrilo leapt to her feet and marched up to Cora who had turned her rear to Kehrilo. Come'on you dummy! Doncha see? With that Kehrilo sent a picture of the poster to Cora. Cora snorted and kicked out. CORA! Do. You. Want. To. DIE?! No. So, let me on and lets blow this joint! Cora sighed resignly and allowed Kehrilo to get on, they then trotted slowly as to not arouse unwanted attention.
Stormy turned on heel and jumped on General's back without waiting for a reply. She ran off and out the castle, hoping to escape through an alley.
Winter watched Stormy go and Halt sent a picture of wanted posters with Stormy on one of them. "Wow who knew i would find an escaped prisoner here in North of North." Winter muttered to herself as a smile appeared on her face. Halt nickered agreeing with Winter.
Stormy and General trotted casually through town, making their way to an alley that would lead them to the outskirts. She sighed with relief to see that there were no posters in this part of town. Her moment of peace didn't last long though, because she saw a group of five guards talking to two ladies not far from here. One of the guards held the poster, while the others seemed to be explaining something. One women nodded her head briskly, while the other held her hand to her mouth, seemingly in shock. Stormy wasn't sure who they were talking about exactly, because she could see three other familiar faces on the poster.
1: No cursing is allowed.
2: Try to keep battles (if any) clean and not bloody and gruesome.
3: No fights, and if there are any, please settle it off this topic, better yet drop it.
4: If you feel left out in the MPS, please just ask to pause it. Last time we had many issues with this, and it got hard to keep up with. So we will follow a pause rule.
5: Just keep it friendly and clean, and don't do anything that you feel is wrong.
6: Last but not least, try to stay on topic. We got off topic a lot last time and filled up pages and pages of nonsense.
Stormy fiddled with the lock, anxiously glancing back at the sleeping guard every few seconds. She bit her bottom lip, hoping she would make it out. She had been in this prison long enough, and she wasn't going to wait another 20 years till her day came to be set free. She delicately pushed down on one of the metal wires while twisting the other one. After staring at the keys that hung on the guards belts for over two months, she had a pretty good idea what shape she needed to create to fit in the lock. She had finally resorted to this plan after many failed attempts to grab the guard's keys. She was lucky enough to have gotten out of the way each time before a guard had seen her, but she wasn't going to risk another 10 years in this dirt hole. She pushed slightly on both wires, and heard a mild click come from the lock. She threw her head to the side to see if she had woken up the guard. He stirred a little, mumbling in his sleep, but didn't wake. Stormy breathed a silent sigh of relief and steeled herself for what was next. She opened the creaky door of the cell just enough for her slim frame to slide through, and then slipped past the guard and into the hall. She grunted in disgust to see her "guard" slumped in his much-to-small chair, asleep, as usual, fat and happy. She still had to wonder where he got the skills to pop up so quickly when he heard voices, but his day would come when he wouldn't get up quickly enough. She walked down the hallway as light-footed as a mouse, and glanced over at the the other cells to make sure nobody was watching. It was in the middle of the night, so most of everyone was probably still asleep. She exited the prison's back door and quietly sneaked around the corner. She could see the paddock that General was kept in, but not the guards. Being as risky as she dared, she dashed across the grass towards her horse, silently begging that the guards wouldn't see her. She stopped at the paddock gate and bent down. She could see to curious eyes gleaming at her from the shadows of the shed, and knew that General was aware of her presence. She lifted her head just above the fence and motioned for him to come over. He sent her a mental picture in his mind of him and her running away from the prison, and she had to smile. Her day had finally come to be free of the crime she had been imprisoned for for 4 years. General cautiously walked over to her, his ears pricked, twitching to catch the slightest sound. She rubbed his nose from through the fence, and grinned broadly at her pal. Maybe she had deserved to be locked up, but General had nothing to do with what had happened, and he didn't deserve it. She walked to the back of the shed and pulled the keys for the paddock off the wall. She had run through the plan a million times in her head that hour when waiting for the guard to fall asleep, but now that she was doing it, she felt as if she had lost every little detail of what she had come up with, and was following some as-you-go-along little play that could slip up at any second. She gently twisted the key in the lock and held open the gate for General. He walked through it, still cautious, but a little more jumpy. She could tell by the gleam in his eyes he was every bit as exited as she was. And, if all came to all, and she was found, she would be sure he got away. She hopped on him, a special reassurance coming from being where she belonged, on the back of her horse, and grabbed his mane.
"Run, General, we are free" General darted off across the large field ahead of them, heading east, to the one place Stormy knew they stood a chance, to Trails End. She clutched her friend's mane tightly, a grin tugging at her lips, and breathed in his familiar scent, feeling compelled to ride harder.
"The sky, General, the sky." She gasped in awe as General took off into the air. For all those years he could have left, just flown over the fence, yet he stayed because of her. She owed him for that, and she would give him a better life. She shouted with joy as she opened her eyes to the site of clouds glowing in the Starlight. No matter what happened, Her and General would stay together, forever. She held on to that thought as she and General flew off into the night, free, for the first time in years.
The land swirled around Urutus as Genefit, her mare, galloped beneath her, taking long, ground-covering strides. The mare knew exactly what was going on - escape. You see, Urutus was imprisoned for a while, something when she was younger happened....and whoopy doo! She was thrown in prison. Genefit was constantly a pest, always trying to get to Urutus, so the guards finally threw the mare in with the girl.
Currently, they were trying to get as far away as possible from their imprisonment. A mental image flashed into Uratus's mind as Genefit pictured Trail's End; Genefit's idea of a good hiding area. And so, their long journey has begun.
Kehrilo slunk through the shadows, hoping and praying she would not be seen. She crept to a tree and stood in it's shadow as she watched a man walk across her feild of vision. Don't move, stay still Kehrilo. She mentally told her self, She had only a couple more feet to go, then she would have freedom.
She slipped to the gate and wiggled through the slots. That gate may stop soldiers but it sure can't stop me! Kehrilo ran quietly into the woods and after running for a while she whistled, a high pitched, careening noise.
Kehrilo heard a branch snap under a weight, she whirled around and saw splotches of white some how seemingly floating in the air.
"Cora!" Kehrilo whispered, and she stroked the soft dark hair. She then scrambled aboard and kicked Cora into a gallop. Kehrilo looked over her shoulder at the castle and smiled.
Forsythia pranced along in a meadow, playing with her friends Cindra, Zig, and Zag. Suddenly, there was a big explosion. "Hey, what's that?" Cindra asked. "I'll go check," said Forsythia, and flew off.
As Winter and Halt rode into North of North after a year and a half of being banished by her Aunt and Uncle, the only family she had left after that fateful day. She had long white hair in a braid and bright green eyes, on her back was a staff. She used it to fight with, calling it Staff Fighting. Halt nickered bringing Winter back into reality. They had just passed the Bella and Bello monuments and was now on their way to Trails End. Winter wondered how long the monuments have been there watching over North of North and welcoming new arrivals to the world of horses.
Stormy and General walked into town, keeping watch for any danger that would suggest being found out. Stormy's eyes flicked between the members of the bustling street, getting an idea of how to act normally. She looked up into the sky, figuring it was about noon, and turned to General.
"We should get some supplies first, then find shelter." She whispered into his ear. He nickered in reply and rubbed his muzzle affectionately against her shoulder. Stormy patted his neck and grabbed hold of his mane, leading him through the ever-growing sea of people.
Kehrilo smiled as Cora trotted into a bustling town. Kehrilo looked around, her blue eyes cold and sharp, looking for anything out of place, anything that signaled danger. Cora, I'm going to vanish, keep trotting and look for someplace for us to stay the night. I'll get some food. Meet me at the town square, I'll try to keep you in sight. Kehrilo thought to the horse, Cora nickered in reply.
Kehrilo slipped off of the trotting horse and seemingly melded into the crowd, Kehrilo watched how the towns people walked, loose and relaxed, seemingly almost bored. She imitated them as she headed towards Bagettala Row, no one looked at her.
Kehrilo then saw a map store, she silently opened the door the bells on the inside making only soft dings. No one heard her enter, she slipped through the store looking at the maps. She selected a medium sized map and slipped it under her shirt.
"May I help you?" A young male voice asked. Kehrilo gasped and whirled around.
"Oh, uh... No, I was just looking, these maps are quite nice!" Kehrilo relaxed her features and smiled at the dark haired teenager.
"Alright." The boy said and went back to organizing the maps. Kehrilo slipped out the door, as silently as she came in. Kehrilo then slipped through the crowds, seemingly fitting in.
As she passed a stand Kehrilo slipped a couple of apples into her pocket. Wow, the security is quite laxe... you would think with this town so close to Rolandsgaard Castle, and with Ivenna in her murdeous mood they would have guards. Kehrilo mused to herself.
Winter and Halt landed just outside of trails end and she got off. She held the reins as they both entered Trails End where it was crowded with people and horses. Winter pulled her hood up around her face hoping no one would notice her. She hated being noticed when someone sees her staff that is hanging on her back. She headed towards the castle where her new job awaited her and Halt.
Rain shouldered her knapsack, spotting her horse, Abauro, from afar. Abauro, she hissed telepathically. The paint mare turned her head and nickered happily. Not too loud, Rain warned, peeking hesitantly at the stocky guard. Alright, alright, Abuaro responded impatiently. With one last glance at the guard, whom appeared to be sleeping, Rain beckoned her horse over.
Within seconds, they reunited. Rain stroked her mare's stygian mane happily, kissing her muzzle. "Quick!" Rain exclaimed, mounting her horse as they set off hurriedly. "We did it! North of North, here we come!" Abuaro nickered in agreement as they shot off toward their hometown.
They arrived in North of North, grinning triumphantly. "I can't believe we're actually here!" Rain exclaimed, glancing around. Abauro neighed in agreement. "It hasn't changed much since we were last here," Rain observed, "but it certainly needs getting used to."
The pair trotted around the land until they reached the busy town of Canter Hollow. People were bustled in hordes, blocking their way. "Coming through!" Rain hollered exasperatedly. It is exactly as I remember it - busy, Abuaro pointed out jokingly.
"HEY YOU LITTLE RUNT! GET BACK HERE!!!" The angry, fat man roared as Urutus scampered off, a soft leather shirt with matching pants tucked under her arms; She scurried through the crowds, and over in front of an abandoned cottage, where Genefit waited, a bag of carrots and a bag of apples in resting on the ground in front of her. "Good job, girl." Urutus muttered, grabbed a bag, in which, she found a smaller bag of jerky. "How did you carry all this?" The girl asked. "I got expert mouth maneuver." Genefit responded. Urutus picked up another bag, and walked into the cottage; Genefit snatched up the last bag, and then followed.
Rain dismounted Abauro and glanced around. What's that? Abuaro said in her mind, referring to an old, unfamiliar shop in front of them. It appeared damaged and cobwebbed, like it hadn't been visited for years. They wondered why nobody had ever visited this mysterious shop when it was so apparent.
Rain approached it with caution, but Abauro nibbled at her collar, holding her back. I don't think you should do this, she warned. I know what I'm doing, Rain insisted, proceeding toward the shop. Abauro followed grudgingly.
The inside of the shop looked similar to the outside - it was old and cobwebbed. Varieties of odd items cluttered the shelves, a sweet, yet sickly scent wafting around the room. This seems suspicious, Abuaro mused.
Just then, a small figure crept out of the maintenance room. She appeared short, yet she was pretty; her black hair was tied back in a bun, her skin was fair, and she had silver eyes. She dragged a stool up and stood upon it, seemingly not noticing Rain and Abuaro at first. "Hello," Rain said quietly, spooking the shopkeeper. She looked up, squinting at the pair, until she concluded, "Do I behold a pair of customers?" Her voice was warm and comforting, yet shaky. Rain nodded.
The trio sat in silence for a moment, until the shopkeeper squeaked, "Is what I see true?" She hopped off her stool, becoming shorter as she approached Rain and Abauro. Abauro narrowed her eyes catiously, hissing, I think this is a rash idea! Rain ignored her as the shopkeeper stared up at them with her silver eyes. Her gaze was warm and motherly.
"Why are you so surprised at our arrival?" It was obvious, but Rain did not want to be rude. "You see, child, I have not had any customers in years," she sighed, glancing around at the unkempt shop, "but with your sudden arrival," she continued, "I might just have the chance to open it up, again!" It didn't seem like a bright idea, but Rain decided to keep that to herself. "Now, would you care for anything?" the shopkeeper announced, stepping onto her stool at her desk. "We have many items in store." She gestured around at all of the items and unkempt jars, but they did not seem too appealing. No, thank you, lady, Abauro snorted. Rain jabbed her in the chest, hesitated, and then glanced at all of her surroundings. Finally finding something useful, she stepped up to the front desk and resquested an old, dusty compass in the corner. The woman pondered about her shelves until she came upon what Rain was beholding.
"Wise choice, young one," the woman cocluded, recovering a ladder as the shelf was too high for her. "Would you like me to get it for you?" Rain offered, but the woman had already thrown it into her hands. "There you are," she concluded, stepping down from the ladder and putting it away.
"Is that all you'd like?" the shopkeeper asked gleefully, suddenly business-like. Rain turned to Abauro, who nodded hurriedly. "Yes," Rain replied. "Do I have to pay for this?" she added, referring to the compass. The woman shook her head and said, "Why, you're my first customer in a long time, and it would be wrong to make you pay. You shall take it for free!" she insisted.
"Thanks," Rain smiled, mounting Abuaro. Abauro began to leave, but Rain turned and asked, "Wait, what's your name?" But, to her dismay, the woman was gone. Rain, let's go, Abauro urged, trotting out of the shop. Rain gazed down at her compass, blew the dust off of it, and read the words The Verdant.
Kehrilo wrinkled her nose in disgust. Cora. So. Not. Funny. Cora nickered, What do you mean? You asked for a place to spend the night what better place then this?
Kehrilo sighed exasperated. This, Kehrilo gestured to the field of corn, has no shelter. What would protect us from the elements? Idiot.
Cora snorted, Speak for yourself! At least I'm not as weak as you! With that Cora shoved Kehrilo roughly with her muzzle.
"HEY! Cora! No!" Kehrilo shouted.
Hmmp, serves you right! Cora pawed the ground. Let me show you a REAL place to spend the night. Kehrilo headed towards the town, Cora behind her as she pushed through people in the maze of roads and buildings.
This is a decent place! Kehrilo gestured to a boarded up building. She went around the building and found a door that went into a muddy alleyway, She then pulled the rotting wood off of the door frame, and went in. See! This is a place we can spend the night!
Then Kehrilo saw something black scuttle on the ground, "AH!!!!! SPIDER!!!"
Kehrilo proceeded to stomp on the spider, efficiently flatting it.
Winter and Halt had just reached the castle when the guards blocked her way.
"Halt you goes there?" one of them asked
"I'm Winter and this is Halt, we're here for the job offer." Winter said casually.
"Ah your the Staff Fighter people are talking about. You may go on ahead miss." the gaurd replied as they got out of her way. Winter nodded and with Halt following she went inside.
Kehrilo stretched and blinked against the ray of the sun lite up the dust mites floating in the air. She then screeched.
"GAH! ANOTHER SPIDER! KILL IT CORA! KILL IT!!!!!!" Cora looked at Kehrilo and blinked.
What's the big idea? it's nothing but an arachnid.
Kehrilo groaned, Just dispose of it, please?
Cora shook her head and shoved the spider out the door.
Stormy set down her bag of food at the bottom of a tree. She swung herself onto the first branch, feeling the rough bark beneath her hard hands, and pushed Her feet against the trunk to balance herself.
"Be back in a minute." She said to General, who was sidestepping to avoid the falling remains of bark that fell from beneath her boots. She continued to climb the tall tree, scrambling up the branches, braking dead limbs that were in Her way, and going up to the smallest, most tender of the branches to stand on. She looked out over the land, finding Canter Hollow first to see if there were any suitable places that She and General could stay. There were many rundown houses in the outskirts from which she could see, that were rather close to town.
"I think I found one!" She called down to General. He sent her a mental image of Him, with Her on his back, up higher then the tree.
"I told you, don't you think we'd look a little out of place floating mid-air, scanning the area?" She put her hand to her head to block out the sun, resting her eyes once more on the house she had chosen.
"I'm coming down!" She fiddled down the tree, hardly touching anything for more then a second before jumping down to another branch. She hopped down onto the ground and pointed in the general direction they needed to go to her horse.
"It's perfect. A nice stable roof, a steady door, some boards on the windows, and plenty of grass from what I could see. Plus it's less then a mile away from town." She piped excitedly while picking up the bag. General neighed and shook his mane, spreading out his thick black hair. He nudged Stormy, telling her to get on. She complied and jumped on his back.
"Let's go!"
Kehrilo sighed in relief as the spider scuttled into the grass. Thanks Cora, I owe you one.
Cora tossed her head, a wild light springing up in her eyes, You owe me one? Then let us enjoy ourselves! Get on!
Kehrilo blinked, ran and launched herself on to Cora's back. What are we doing? Kehrilo was not gifted by an answer. HOLD ON TIGHT!
Kehrilo gripped with her legs, wrapping them around Cora's barrel and clung to her mane. Then suddenly Cora leaped into the air and surged forward into a gallop, with bucks and twists randomly added. Cora suddenly went upward at a diaganol and suddenly did a nose dive towards the ground, Kehrilo screamed, the wind tearing the sound away before she could realize she has screamed, then Cora went into a a smooth soft rocking horse canter.
Stormy looked over General's head and squinted into the distance, watching a horse run into Canter Hollow. General neighed questioningly.
"I heard a scream." Stormy replied starring after the figure as they blurred into the crowd. She shrugged and pressed her knees against her horse's side, holding on tight as he cut a sharp turn to avoid a cloud.
Someone is approaching, Abauro informed Rain, pricking her ears. Indeed, a pair of travelers had arrived. "We should go check them out," Rain suggested, kicking her horse into a gallop.
They stopped at a respectable distance from the two newcomers. The eyed them from afar, wondering where they had come from. "They can be anyone," Rain pointed out, seeing as there were many unfamiliar faces in Canter Hollow. No, Abauro insisted, they're different.
"Where do we start first?" Stormy asked uncertainly. General tossed his head, nickering softly in reply. Stormy frowned at him.
"Your no help." She slid off his back and glanced across the street. She grinned in anticipation when she layed eyes on her target. She walked casually over to a small stand, which held knick-knacks of all sorts, and glanced at the sells man, then at a particular map that had all of North Of North printed on it. Stormy peaked over her shoulder, then at the man again, who was animatedly talking with a customer, and slid her fingers around the thick paper. She clutched it tightly and slipped it into her jacket. Her eyes rested on a bag of money laying exposed on the table. Her heart began to beat faster, and she looked back and forth between the bag and the crowd of people behind her. She silently slid her hand out of her pocket, preparing to grab it, when she heard a
"Bye! Come again soon Sir!" She quickly yanked her hand back, grasping the bag of money, and walked away as if nothing had happened. She let out a heavy sigh when she saw the man resume his position by the stand, taking no notice of the robbery. Stormy sulked into a shadow and counted the coins which now lay in her palms.
"Not bad." She remarked before heading back to General. "We did good." She smiled and softly stroked his sun-lit fur.
Rain glanced at her compass, which was now pointing in the direction of the girl and her horse. Abauro, she hissed, look at this. Abauro did so, fixing her eyes upon it for a moment, until concluding, You know what we must do. Rain, puzzled, responded, What? Abauro sighed and proceeded toward the girl and her horse.
No, Rain exclaimed, we do not even know them! Abauro ignored her and stopped in front of the pair of companions. Rain gazed at the blue-eyed stranger and gulped. Dismount, Abauro instructed, before I buck you off.
Rain did so, grudgingly, and held out a hand. "Hi," she began hesitantly, "I'm Rain."
Stormy rode General through the crowd of people, being careful to act as natural as possible. She stopped in the town square and slid off General's back.
"That's enough for today." She said taking a seat on the edge of the horse fountain. She gazed at in, wondering when it was carved and by who, when she was suddenly thrown into the ice cold water. She flailed her arms out in a moment of shear terror before realizing what had happened. She lifted her head above the water and took a large gulp of air before stumbling over the stone. She looked up to find two boys pointing at her, laughing hysterically. She pressed her lips together as anger heated her veins, pulsing through her whole body, giving it strength. She fixed her eyes on what appeared to be the older boy, and charged at him, bringing out a pocket knife she had gotten earlier. She jumped on him and pounded his stunned face with several blows before he could even realize what was going on. He struggled under her weight, although he was about as helpless as a wolf at Thunder's mercy with the way Stormy pinned him. A sudden jerk reminded her that he was not alone, and she kicked back, without looking, to hit the other kid square in the face. Stormy concealed her pocket knife, realizing it wasn't needed, and hit the guy's stomach.
"Don't you ever do that again!" She spat at him before letting go of her grip. He popped up and starred at her wide-eyed before running away. A sudden knot of dread churned in Stormy's gut when she saw that a crowd had gathered. She waved her hand at them.
"Nothing, to see here." Though she knew that they had seen the whole thing, and that it was a cheesy choice of words. She would be lucky to get away before the officials came. She reached up to scratch her head, and sighed in relief when she found that the hood of her jacket was covering her face. It must have come over her head when she fell in the water. Knowing that there was still a chance of getting away without being found out, she headed the opposite direction of General. Good thing she got some extra clothes today.
Urutus stared blankly to the horizon; her eyes filmed over, her mind thought not a single thing, and her body motionless except for her breathing. Currently, she sat cross-legged on the roof of some cottage. Genefit was somewhere else, probably stealing some more dinner or something. Suddenly, Urutus was jerked back to the present when she heard a bunch of shouting, down by the market square. Two rascals, young teenage boys, probably around thirteen or fourteen, scampered through the crowd, shoving people to the side; the shouting came from a women, whose young son, maybe six, burst into tears; Urutus looked at the boys who obviously took something, squinted, and saw they had taken the boy's toy horse figure; It looked carved ever so perfectly. Anger swiftly flooded into her, and she though, "I'm being such a hypocrite. Oh well." ; All of this happened in only a few seconds, and Urutus noticed the boys were running down the street her current cottage was on. Sighing, she let out an ear-piercing whistle, and then slid from the roof, onto an old broken wagon, then hopped to the ground; she slinked onto the street, in front of the boys; They continued running, and tried to shove past her; She snatched the arm of the one with the stolen object, her hunting knife already at his throat.
Genefit halted dead in her steps as she heard the distinct whistle of her best friend and leader. She instantly wheeled around, losing all thoughts on stealing another bag of something, and whipped around corners and streets, soon snipping down the street Urutus was on. "Get that boy." Urutus spoke, nodding to the other brat who was making a more desperate run for it. Genefit barely slowed, and soon sped up at full speed; she turned off one street, took a whole block, then jumped out into the road she just had come off of; right in front of the other boy. She reared up, pawing the air. She bared her teeth at the boy.
Rain lowered her hand as the girl gazed at her solemnly. She turned to Abauro in bewilderment and shrugged, walking back to her. She mounted her best friend and glanced back at the mysterious girl and her horse. It's not worth it, Abauro insisted, speeding off into the streets.
"That was odd," Rain murmured exasperatedly, Abauro neighing in agreement. It is worth investigating, Abauro said, but we must not ponder it, at the moment. "Why?" Rain asked, but instantly, she understood why. A young boy sprinted hurriedly into the streets, carrying a suspicious sack. Rain glanced at Abauro and nodded as they pursued the thief at full speed.
Rain unsheathed her dagger, flung herself over her horse's neck, and landed on the boy's back. She pinned him down, holding the dagger to his throat. The boy gulped in fear, but kept a firm grasp on the sack. "What's in the bag?" she demanded, Abauro overseeing the situation behind them. The boy shook his head in defiance, clutching the bag tighter. "If you don't let go if that bag in three seconds-"
But the boy dropped the sack at her feet and squirmed free, running away with tears in his eyes. Rain stared after him in confusion, wondering why he had fled so easily. She shrugged and picked up the sack, attempting to open it when Abauro nudged her shoulder. Don't you dare, she warned. "I need an idea of what's in it," Rain began aloud, "so that I can return it." Abauro agreed grudgingly as Rain opened the sack.
It was full of old, dusty items - those of The Verdant. Rain turned to Abauro. She remounted as they set off for the small shop.
Winter and Halt were patrolling the town as part of her job when she noticed the little fight between a girl and some boys. She followed the girl quietly leaving Halt to patrol the town without her. She's pretty good at self-defense. Winter thought without any expression on her face.
Stormy and General met back up right behind an old run down store. 'That was extremely close. Now, give me those clothes so I don't freeze to death!' General nickered what sounded like a laugh, and tossed a small little sack at her.
"Thanks, now, go around the corner." General blinked at her, a glint of humor in his eyes, and walked away while she changed. Stormy fiddled with the button of a jacket and slid the hood over her head. She didn't want people seeing her wet hair. Just when she was about to call General back, he sent her an image of two girls and a horse conversing in the shop. Stormy peaked around the corner at General, considering what to do. She needed more things, but with two people and a horse that would be a hard crowd to hide in. General tossed his head towards the door, obviously suggesting what he wanted. Stormy sighed in defeat and followed her horse in. The door bell gave a soft ding as she pushed it open.
Urutus sighed, snatched the horse, and this scornfuly told the boy, who was already trying to catch some grip and run, "Now git you stupid idiot." The boy, and his companion who Genefit let go away, ran off at full speed.
Urutus sighed, and walked up to Genefit. "Got any clue if this thing is worth anything?" She held up the hand-carved wooden horse; the only reason she knew it was hand-carved was because her parents used to own a carving shop, where they made things with their hands. Urutus had the eye to notice if things were carved with human hands or with machines.
"It is definitely really pretty. It must be worth something since," And she nodded to the man, who obviously was the woman's husband, tromping down the street. "Well, I say we get our butts outta here and try to make something off of this thing." And then Urutus hopped on Genefit, and the mare spinned around, and shot out of there.
Winter watched the girl go into the store and decided to wait out front in the shadows with her hood down so she wouldnt scare the crowd. Winter sent an image to Halt of him watching the back of the store just to make sure the girl didnt go out the back. Halt sent back an image of him next to her. She smiled and shook her head. Halt hardly left her side and when he did he'd complain with sending images to her. She ignored the images so Halt would do what she needed him to do and that worked everytime.
The woman in the antique shop observed the carved horse. She poked it with a needle, and Urutus raised an eyebrow. Then the lady probed it with an aged arrowhead that was extremely dull. Urutus could only imagine the lady was seeing how tough the wood was - and apparently it was as tough as metal, because now the lady got out a saw and tried to saw it in half; to no avail.
Stormy walked into the center of the store. She raised her brow at the two girls, who were starring at her, unmoving, unblinking. Several awkward moments past until Stormy heard a loud neigh. She turned to find General and the other horse nipping fiercely at each other, nearly bumping into shelves as they backed up and sidestepped.
"General, no!" Stormy yelled and ran over to him. She yanking his mane and looked him square in the eye. 'Don't you dare make this worse for me" General looked down, and Stormy let go of his hair.
"Sorry miss, we'll leave now."
Say, Cora? Asked Kehrilo as Cora flew in a tight circle.
Yes? Cora responded with a buck.
Why don't we go get some food before I pass out? Kehrilo asked, which got a neigh of laughter from Cora.
Alright, you crazy land girl. With that Cora cantered to the ground and they melded into the crowd as Kehrilo slipped things from pockets and purses into her own pockets.
Urutus snorted as the lady then threw the horse against a wall and and muttered unhappily as the horse bounced back and smacked the lady in the cheek, like a punch. Urutus burst into tons of laughter as the lady started cursing at the horse, which lay innocently(as it technically was only an object of innocence)on the ground, in some unknown language. "WHAT!?" The lady said sharply, her eyes narrowingly glaring at Urutus. "Hmmm, let's see, you threw my wooden horse against a wall, and it hurled back and smacked you in the face, and now you're cursing at it. Hmmmm...." And the lady sighed. "People do not understand these days," She said sadly, shaking her head. "I think we do; an object can only come back and hurt you from the same energy you put into it to move." The lady stared up at Urutus blankly. "What?" The lady said, confused. Urutus gave up, and asked, "What is your name?"
"WHAT IS MY NAME!?!?!? WHY, MY NAME IS MISS LOUDMOUTH! MY NAME IS MISS CONFUSING!!!! MY NAME IS WHATEVER I WANT IT TO BE!!" She said with a loud outburst, her eyes red, litterly glowing red with fury. Urutus blinked, not getting a clue of how the lady's brain worked. "Can your name be whatever I want it to be?"
"Sure."
"Mrs. Lady With Brain Issues." And then Urutus walked out the door after snatching up the horse.
Kehrilo slipped through the crowds, Cora at a descrite distance behind her. Kehrilo as she slipped her index and middle fingers into a pocket suddenly froze. Cora, get OUT OF HERE!
"Well, that didn't sound too good. First my sensitive ears picked up on a tiny ting, then I heard a thud, then I heard a sawing sensation-"
"Sensation??" Urutus asked, not in mind, just in a way that meant, "HOW THE STINKIN' HECK CAN YOU HEAR A SENSATION??!!!!!?".
"My ears can pick up the vibrations of a saw." Genefit muttered as though she would be muttering aloud. "Oh."
"Well, what happened!?" Genefit demanded. "Freaky lady. I almost expected her to started chewing on it........." Genefit nicker-snickered in response. "Let's go see if any other shops will buy this thing with a....uh, appropriate sense of finding the value of a wooden horse." Urutus and Genefit then set out to find sensible shop owners.
Winter watched as the girl ran out of the shop to stop her horse from attacking another one. She soon decided to leave Stormy alone since she had to get back to the Castle and report in to her supervisor. She sent an image to Halt of them being back togethor and Halt sent a happy aurora to Winter. They left the crowded area back to the Castle.
"So nothing happened in town?" her supervisor asked. "No sir, nothing at all." Winter said stifling a yawn. She was tired and wanted to get some sleep but she had to wait until her Supervisor said her shift was over. "Must be beginners luck. Your relived of your shift today, get some sleep in the servants quarters." he said pointing the way. Winter shook her head. "Thanks but I'll sleep with Halt, he hates to be separated when i sleep." she said before leaving towards the stables to get some sleep.
Urutus' widened her eyes as the next shop-keeper she met was.....a monkey. But that wasn't what caused this reaction;
"What is it, ma am?" The big, red, hairy Orangutan asked in a barely interested voice. "Well, let's see, first I meet a lady who I named "Mrs. Lady Who Has Brain Issues, and now I meet a monkey who....who...." And Urutus spread her hands to the monkey, basically saying, "LOOK AT YOURSELF! HEAR YOURSELF! HECK, FEEL YOURSELF!" "Okay, maybe that last line, "HECK, FEEL YOURSELF!" was a bit off...." Urutus thought....
"Ah yes, that sounds like the normal human's brain would react to this situation..." The monkey said in a bored-out-of-its-mind voice.
Rain spotted a bell on the front desk and rung it, awaiting the shopkeeper to appear. She plopped the sack full of mysterious items on the desk, glancing around at the small, unnoticed shop.
Finally, the shopkeeper wobbled out of the maintenance room and hopped upon her stool, fixing her silver eyes upon the sack. She stared up at Rain and Abauro and asked, "What is this?"
The pair glanced at each other in confusion, Abauro rolling her eyes. "We believe it is yours," Rain explained. "We caught someone stealing it." She peeked inside, and laughed airily, startling Rain and Abauro. "Child, I needn't this useless bag of junk! I threw it out many years ago!"
Indeed, the items within the bag looked unimportant, alike the shop itself. "Why?" Rain questioned stupidly. "These items are either broken or unkempt. Nobody wanted them, and nobody ever will," the shopkeeper explained simply. "But why keep them in a bag when the atmosphere is so similar-" Rain refrained from saying the rest, but it was too late. Genius, Abauro taunted. Rain shot her a glare and turned back to the shopkeeper, but to her dismay, she wasn't there.
"Why does she always disappear like this?" Rain muttered tiredly, preparing to mount Abauro when someone said behind her, Indeed, I am here. Rain turned to meet a lion - rather, a Verdant Liona. She had a slender body; her golden fur was sleek; leaves striped her backside; the odd fact was that she had silver eyes, like those of the shopkeeper.
Rain and Abauro jumped back, spooked. The Verdant Liona chuckled, approaching them. "You're...the shopkeeper?" Rain guessed. The Verdant nodded, Abauro stomping her hoof in disbelief. I don't believe this, Abauro proclaimed, It's impossible.
Not quite, Abauro, the shopkeeper responded. She turned to Rain and grinned, revealing her sharp fangs. Rain cowered, hiding behind her horse. Abauro glared at the Verdant defensively. Don't worry, the Verdant said, I am harmless, Rain. Rain stepped up slowly, her voice shaky as she said, "How do you know our names?" Why, I am a Verdant Liona, she remarked, a creature of North of North. Surely, you have seen at least one of my brethren before, for we are common. "That doesn't answer my question!" Rain exclaimed angrily. The Verdant sighed and lied down, licking her paws. She glanced up at Rain, rolled her eyes, and explained, We have met before, Rain. Rain gazed at her, confused, but Abauro gasped. We have to get out of here! "Why?" Rain asked quietly. Mount! Abauro ordered impatiently. Rain sighed and mounted as they whipped out of the shop.
"What's wrong with you?" Rain asked. Abauro was silent for a moment, before finally answering, Do not you remember? She is Grene! "Who is that?" Rain questioned in bewilderment. Abauro ignored her as they galloped through the town.
Forsythia found nothing, so she went back to her friends. Cindra suggested that they go to the market. They all agreed, so they got their money and flew off to the market. At the market, they wandered the aisles looking for anything that might catch their eye, while shopping for fruits, vegetables, and a new chair for Zag, who had accidentally broken it somehow. They heard some shouting and a scuffle. Curious, Forsythia, Cindra, Zig, and Zag hurried toward the noise, where a big group had gathered.
A girl had a boy pinned to the ground and was threatening him. "What's happening?" asked Zig. Cindra shrugged. The girl looked up and got off of the boy. She said, "There's nothing to see here," and hurried off with a horse. "Strange," said Forsythia, and they resumed browsing.
Stormy and General trotted through the dying crowd and headed towards the town square. General sent her an image of the cottage they slept in last night. 'No, I want to stay in town tonight, we go to the castle tomorrow' She responded tilting over to the side as a lady with feed bags passed. She sighed and glanced ruefully back at the shop they had just left. 'We should not have gone in there, it was a bad idea.' General snorted in agreement and turned into an ally.
"You think we'll find a place back here?" Stormy questioned aloud. General ignored her and continued at a steady pace down the long road. Stormy turned her head side to side, admiring the old buildings and looking for anything forgotten that might be useful. General then came to a sudden halt, nearly throwing Stormy over his neck. 'What the heck?!' She screamed in her head. She looked ahead to see the girl and horse from the store racing past the ally. General nickered and turned his head to the side, confused. He felt tense underneath her, pricking his ears and staying at a stand-still as if ready to bolt any second.
"Dude, relax." Stormy laughed. She slid down off his back and walked up to the back of a broken window.
"I think this will do. It shouldn't be cold tonight, so I think I'll stay out here. But if anybody comes, I want you to run while I hide in here. Got it?" General tossed his head reared up, showing off his powerful hind legs and shoulder strength. Stormy raised her brows at him and huffed. 'Just go to bed Hercules'
Urutus sighed, shook her head, and then glared at the monkey. "Ah, finally, an interesting object from the last decade!" It exclaimed; It had put the horse under a machine used for sewing, then turned the machine on. The machine's needle broke immediately. "Okay, I have a question." Urutus said, with a tone that said: "Okay. You. You right there. Answer this stupid question before I put my hunting knife in replacement of that needle and put you where that wooden horse is." The looked up, pushed its glasses into place, which for some odd reason irritated the crud out of Urutus, and stared up at her impatiently while its hands moved, replacing the needle with something...strange....
"Mrs.Lady With the Brain Issues-"
"I thought you said her name was Mrs.Lady Who Has Brain Issues?"
"WHATEVER. As I was saying, Mrs.Lady Who Has Brain Issues stabbed the stupid horse with a needle, and then an arrowhead, then she tried raking a saw across it, and then she threw it act a stupid wall! What are YOU doing?" And the monkey sighed, as though Urutus knew not a clue about the world. "I don't know what sort of person Mrs.Lady Who Has Brain Issues is, nor how intelligent she is, nor what sort of needles she used, but my needles tell me many things. For instance, my needle just told me your wooden horse is tougher than iron; my needle was made out of iron. I have never heard nor seen nor thought nor felt wood like this." The monkey explained quickly.
"Oh." Urutus said, blankly. "Yes. Now," The monkey replaced the broken needle with a black blade, "This blade is made of a special metal. If your wood breaks this, well, we'll see." And indeed, the blade snapped, and the monkey's jaw fell open. Urutus's raised her eyebrows. "I will give you anything you want in my shop!" The monkey exclaimed, and threw its hands in a way that meant, "Any of this, I will trade you for." Urutus looked around, and she saw many horsey items, from the most magnificant bridle to the grandest saddle, but she shook her head. "I need not that. Do you have enough money to actually buy this?" She questioned, or more insulted than anything, the monkey. "I do not." And then Urutus snatched up the horse, and mounted upon the real one.
After getting all they need, Forsythia and her friends decided to stay at a nearby inn. The innkeeper was a nice round lady who gave Zig and Zag flapuppy treats and Cindra and Forsythia sugar cubes. Her name was Mrs. Puffsmith. They settled down in the straw with Zig and Zag on comfy old blankets. "Very nice," Zag remarked, striding along a blanket. "I call dibs on this one." They went to sleep.
Kehrilo narrowed her eyes at a girl with reddish blonde hair walking next to a bay, she let a slow grin show on her face before her expression went cold as ice again. Kehrilo slipped through the people and horses moving towards the girl and she slipped her fingers into the girls pocket.
Stormy jumped with a start when she felt a hand slip into her pocket. She whirled around to find a girl that looked about slightly older then her reaching out to try and pickpocket. Stormy put her hand around the girls neck and held her up against the wall, catching her by surprise.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Bad things happen to our kind." She whispered harshly before letting go.
Kehrilo glared at the girl, "So you say."
Stormy glared back. So you say? How the heck would she know what kind of bad things happen?
"You know nothing of the sort. Now, run along before you get caught." Stormy considered leaving, but when the girl did nothing but stare, she realized that she was not going to leave no matter what.
"Run along?!" Kehrilo spat out, "run along?! I can't believe it. Who are you to say I know nothing of the sort?"
"Because you haven't been through it!" Stormy yelled. She ground her teeth and held her hands in fist. She was just seconds away from hitting this brat.
"Oh! I haven't been through it? Well, please excuse me your majesty! I didn't not mean to bother you!" Kehrilo narrowed her eyes, her entire body tense.
Stormy was so tense that the only thing she was doing was taking quick, fast breaths. She couldn't leave now, she had to show she was stronger.
"If your such a great pickpocket, and have places to go" She spat "Then why are staying here acting like a brat?"
"Why don't I leave? Because you're in my way." Kehrilo smiled sickeningly sweet.
"Well then I guess you'll just have to get past me." Stormy smirked, challenging this strange girl.
Rain and Abauro spotted two girls arguing and watched them from afar. Should we do something about it? Abauro questioned, but Rain had already dismounted and was walking toward the pair of girls.
Urutus examined the wooden horse. How was it carved if it was so hard?
"I got a question." Genefit stated. "Yes?" Answered Urutus, looking up. "Why are we still here? Any day now, the guards could sweep through here and find us."
"I don't know why we are still here, Genefit, but...." Urutus trailed off. "I say we leave."
"To where?"
"I don't know...."
"Well, i don't think you want to do live in a dark, damp, forest, do you?" Urutus questioned. "True..."
"What are you guys doing?" Rain boomed, stepping between the two.
"What does it look like?!" Kehrilo glared at the new comer.
"None of your business so just stay out of it!" Stormy shouted. She glared right back at her, copying the other girl.
Kehrilo darted a glance to the girl she had just been fighting with. CORA! Make a distraction! Suddenly a horse crashed into a stand creating a loud clatter, drawing everyone's attention to the other side of the street.
Stormy twisted her head to the side and stared at the strange horse for a second, but quickly turned back. 'Watch my back and give me cover!' Stormy said to General. He walked forward and protectively stood behind her.
Urutus's eyes shot up, and she hopped to her feet as the horse started galloping around wildly, running over one person; "genefit, stop that horse!" Genefit leaped off into a straight pout gallop; She sped between the people, and leaped high over a barrel in her way.She saw the horse taking a street, and Genefit twisted around a corner, onto a street parallel of the horse. She galloped with all her speed; Her strides quickened and lengthened at the same time. Looking to where the horse was, she saw the horse falling behind; She then leaped onto another street, right in front of the horse.
Kehrilo took a couple of steps back stepping into shadows.
Cora paused in mid-stride, the veered around the strange horse, continuing her mad, destructive gallop.
Rain ignored the horse, her cheeks turning scarlet; her hands balled into fists; and her knuckles white. "I don't care if it's none of my business!" she hollered, glaring at them.
Abauro glanced at the horse whom knocked over the stand and narrowed her eyes, galloping after to her. And what do you think you're doing? Abauro asked suspiciously, eyeing her sternly.
Cora eyed the two strange horses chasing her and she slowed to a canter.
Genefit whipped around, shot off, and managed to cut the horse off again; but this time, if the horse veered to the side, she blocked the horse's path by doing a roll away-like action. "This is hurting people, strange horse." Genefit hissed, snapping her head at the hurt person.
Stormy stayed where she was, ignoring the chaos around her. She eyed the new girl and fought to keep a grin off her face. The girl was turning red, and Stormy found it a little more then funny. She let out a slow breath and retained herself.
"Well why are you here then? To get a front row seat? Or to just annoy us?"
"Both," Rain remarked.
Stormy narrowed her eyes, anger flaring inside of her, heating her veins.
"Well then what are you gonna do? Stop this fight? Or join it? 'Cause in a few seconds you won't have a choice." She grinded her teeth, clenching her fists tighter.
Rain glared at the girl. "You really think you're this tough?" Rain laughed disgustedly. "Prove it. I'm up for a fight." Rain, Abauro warned, don't! Rain ignored her.
Urutus furrowed her eyebrows as she peeped around a corner and saw three girls in some weird fight. "Okay, what is up with this? I thought this town was a cheery and happy place! And now, fights and stealing around every corner?" She thought.
Rain advanced on the girl, but Abauro appeared in front of her, guarding her. Back off, Abauro warned the girls, or you'll receive a hoof in the face! She glanced at Rain disappointedly and shook her head, saying, Rain, do not stoop to her level. "I have to teach her a lesson!" You're not teaching her anything. Abauro nudged Rain's shoulder, Rain mounting grudgingly. "This isn't over," Rain hissed as they trotted away.
"You can't teach something you don't know!" She hissed. She glared at her for a moment before mounting General.
"You, don't get caught." She spat to the other girl.
"I know how not to get caught." Kehrilo smirked.
*****
Cora stopped and pawed the ground. What do you know of hurt? Can hurt be physical? Yeah, but what about other kinds of hurt? Now let me aside, I have a job to do.
"Come on, talk to me." Stormy begged General. They trotted silently towards the castle, a far distance between their minds.
"What did I do?" General sent her a picture of her fighting with the other girls almost as soon as the words left her mouth. She rolled her eyes and huffed. 'I had to do something'
"Come on, we need more stuff." She grinned, anxious to get her mind on something besides what had happened.
Cora! To me! To me! Kehrilo called to her horse, then panicked when there was no reply.
"I mean hurt by saying that you just trampled someone. Hurt can be in many ways, as you said; physical, or mythical. By mythical, it can be a myth of mystery of where it is, though you can usually feel where it is. Like, if someone just "broke your heart" as they say, you feel like an arrow just got shot through your heart. Although, back to the mythical part, sometimes it is a myth of where the pain came from......Anyways, bye. Try not to hurt anyone." And Genefit trotted away.
What were you trying to prove back there? Abauro questioned as they trotted throughout the town. "I don't really know," Rain mumbled, gritting her teeth, "That girl just annoyed me so much!" And that gives you the right to pick fights in North of North? Rain ignored her.
ora snorted and shook her head at the annoying buzz in her head, asking where she was, Oh, Shut up Kehrilo, not now.
Kehrilo recoiled against the wall at the force of the words.Fine then, have it your way! With that Kehrilo stormed around town kicking rocks, and stomping and pulverizing mushrooms.
Urutus snatched a loaf of bread and went to a nearby stream; Genefit was already there. Genefit grazed after her fill of water, while Urutus ate her bread and drank.
Kehrilo slipped through the crowd anger causing her to push people aside and occasionally stomping on feet that didn't get out of the way fast enough.
A man shook his fist at Kehrilo and cursed at her.A man shook his fist at Kehrilo and cursed at her.
"I'm hungry," Rain groaned, her stomach grumbling. She recovered some mushrooms from her knapsack and took some cabbage out of her saddlebag for Abauro to eat. They took a break at small, quiet pond, ate, and drank.
Kehrilo looked at the man and smirked. Then continued on her not-so-merry way.
Stormy nibbled on a piece of bread as she and General approached Rolandsgaard castle. A nervous knot twisted in her stomach, making it hard to swallow. She didn't know what to expect when she went in, and maybe she should just look around, act natural, only Rolandsgaard castle had some of the best treasures in all of North of North. She supposed that if she took one and tried to sell it she would be found out, only in this town, in other towns they would consider it a beautiful trade, not a steal. She didn't plan on staying here much longer, mainly because people always kept a skeptic eye on her, leery when walking around her, every since she beat up that boy. She put her bread back in her pouch and slid gracefully off General's back. She grabbed his mane and walked as casually towards the castle doors as possible, acting as much like a citizen would. Good thing the castle was open to the public, only the bedrooms and important places would locked off. She sighed silently with relief when the guards did nothing and aloud her to walk through the door. 'Now, time to get down to business'' She grinned sickly at General, who curled his lip upward in response.
Winter watched as Stormy wallked in to the castle and decided to go talk to her. Halt followed Winter sending an image of them and the girl and her horse fighting. Winter ignored the image since she had no intention to fight.
"Hello I'm Winter, I've seen you around before. You did pretty good on fighting those boys too." Winter said to Stormy.
Kehrilo looked at the massive castle. "I wonder where the Library is..." She mused aloud.
"The library is down Hascall Ave. Miss." A voice replied. Kehrilo turned around and smiled.
"Thank you!" She exclaimed.
"No problem." The older man grinned. And Kehrilo went in search of Hascall Ave.
Stormy jumped in surprise and turned around to find a young girl smiling at her. She nervously bit her lip, unsure how to talk normal, especially since this girl was referring to the fight.
"Uh, thanks. You, um, saw that huh?" She glanced at the badge that rested on the girls shirt, and had to fight hard to keep her composer steady.
Urutus and Genefit walked through the castle gates casually. The guards didn't seem to care as one munched on a doughnut. She immediately started looking around for a place to sell this wooden horse of hers.
Kehrilo followed the road, and saw that Hascall Ave. was one of the roads that lead to the castle.
Urutus scampered across the street to the new looking, fancy antique shop. Walking inside, a tall fellow in a draping cloak met her. "Welcome to my shop. Do you need any help?" A husky voice asked. "Yes. Would this be any interest to you?" Urutus showed the figure the wooden horse. "That would be....quite an interest to me, yes. Come have a seat. Your horse must stay outside." Genefit snorted; she had half her body in the shop, and so she backed up and waited outside.
Rain and Abauro head to Rolandsgaard.
Kehrilo headed towards the castle, looking for the library.
Urutus smiled darkly as she walked out the antique shop. A leather bag she stuffed in her pocket; in it were golden coins that were etched with silver. The wooden horse was worth a good bit.
Kehrilo continued on her way then suddenly she was at the gates to the castle. She shrugged and went in, looking at the huge rock walls. She smiled to herself, this, this was a true fortress.
Urutus walked along the sidewalk when she saw a postboard. Glancing at it, a page with six faces on it was pinned up; One of those face's was Urutus's. Her eyes widened, then dug her nose down into her jacket. Threee other faces she recognized: They were named Kehrilo, Rain, and Stormy; the poster was being fancy and had everyone's names in alphabetical order.
"Ready to make an entrance?" Rain asked her horse. Abauro nodded encouragingly as they proceeded toward the fortress.
They busted through the twin doors. "Rain and Abauro have arrived!" A stupid thing to do, really, as the two horse guards lashed out their tails in protest, blocking them. Abauro rolled her eyes. Why are you two making such an entrance, we would like to know, one said, holding up his head proudly. The other, however, clopped his hooves and complimented, I actually think that was theatre-worthy! Great job. Rain dismounted and bowed, as she never would curtsy. "Thanks," she sighed happily. Ugh, you are so wolf-headed! You're not supposed to compliment a pair of...intruding strangers who intend to bust open our doors each and every time they enter this castle, Porkpie! the other said, stomping his hoof disapprovingly. Well, that was just my opinion, Blackjack, the one named Porkpie insisted. Newbies, Blackjack grumbled, finally noticing our arrival.
Well, what's your business, here? he questioned sternly. The pair of guards stared at Rain and Abauro for a second until Abauro blurted out, We're tourists. We're not from Trail's End. We used to live in the Outskirts, but obviously, our house was destroyed by..."Some Wolf Riders, recently. I thought you two would know, being some of the most trusted guards in North of North?" Rain summed up, smirking. She has a point, we should've known! Porkpie complained. Blackjack blew his forelock out of his eyes and sighed, Proceed.
"Yeah it was interesting. And funny come to think of it. Not many girls can put up a fight like what i saw." Winter said smiling.
Kehrilo saw a girl looking at a poster on the wall, and she glanced at it, then her jaw nearly dropped. Her mind raced a mile a minute to figure out where she had messed up. Of course, she groaned, That blasted escape. I can't believe word got here already! Kehrilo slipped on through the crowds mentally calling Cora.
"I think I hear something..." Genefit said unsurely.
"Uh huh. Thanks. Your um, a castle Guard?" Stormy asked carefully.
Finally Kehrilo saw Cora, she ran and swung on the horse then suddenly Cora bucked and Kehrilo flew through the air. She yelped and landed with a thud.
"I'm no guard. I'm what they call a staff fighter from outside of North of North. I just patrol the town and the outskirts for wolf riders that is all i get payed for." Winter said as Halt came up from behind her.
"Oh. Ok, well, I'm sorry, but I really have to go." Stormy said as she tried to keep the panic from her voice. General was snorting and tossing his head, repeatedly sending her a picture of a poster, with her face and name on it, saying "WANTED".
Kehrilo leapt to her feet and marched up to Cora who had turned her rear to Kehrilo. Come'on you dummy! Doncha see? With that Kehrilo sent a picture of the poster to Cora. Cora snorted and kicked out. CORA! Do. You. Want. To. DIE?! No. So, let me on and lets blow this joint! Cora sighed resignly and allowed Kehrilo to get on, they then trotted slowly as to not arouse unwanted attention.
Stormy turned on heel and jumped on General's back without waiting for a reply. She ran off and out the castle, hoping to escape through an alley.
Winter watched Stormy go and Halt sent a picture of wanted posters with Stormy on one of them. "Wow who knew i would find an escaped prisoner here in North of North." Winter muttered to herself as a smile appeared on her face. Halt nickered agreeing with Winter.
Stormy and General trotted casually through town, making their way to an alley that would lead them to the outskirts. She sighed with relief to see that there were no posters in this part of town. Her moment of peace didn't last long though, because she saw a group of five guards talking to two ladies not far from here. One of the guards held the poster, while the others seemed to be explaining something. One women nodded her head briskly, while the other held her hand to her mouth, seemingly in shock. Stormy wasn't sure who they were talking about exactly, because she could see three other familiar faces on the poster.