02-10-2018, 07:45 PM
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T hey leave in the early hours of the morning after the kingdom meeting, when the sun is just beginning to raise its head above the ocean-wave horizon. Wound can scent the dawn in the air but even the tropical fowl of Tephra are still asleep in their nests. She nudges Wishbone away from among the protective embrace of their sleeping place and allows her daughter to stop for a drink before the wade across the sandbank to reach Beqanna’s shore.Their journey takes much longer than Wound had anticipated, even with her daughter in tow. Wishbone manages to keep up her bewildering energy and trots so far ahead on the trail that her mother must call her back. Hyaline is a much further distance from Tephra’s shores than the Field, and they must weave between Sylva, Taiga, and Loess’ borders before they cross the river to reach their destination. It is late morning of the following day of their departure that they reach Hyaline’s border. They had spent the night nestled somewhere between Sylva and Loess, but Wound hadn’t gotten much sleep. She had been too agitated watching over her sleeping daughter and, for the first time in her life, had gotten a glimpse at what her brothers had felt the first six years of her life. “Now, my love, be sure to put on your best manners… We are guests here and we are representing Tephra and your father as well.” Wound had given Wishbone a brief talking about how to act in the face of a diplomatic visit, but she reiterates it now as they stand near the borderline. A peaceful call leaves her lips, though it isn’t urgent. Her mahogany daughter stands nestled against her side, though Wound knows it might only be moments before the wild girl is off climbing some bundle of rocks or wading through a stream. |
credit to nat of adoxography.
Diplomatic visit from Tephra! Anyone is welcome to participate, but @[Solace] is of particular interest <33