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Original post Reoakee
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(pretending it's the spring equinox. la la la~ Also since Skype died let me know if you want me to delete this and repost in normal RP forum.)
Ostara looked at land before her. So vast was the sand that she wondered if foxes really liked to live here. Still there were foxes here and it was one day of year that she claimed all her own. She was a modeity with no tribe to look after and so she was free to wander. While she did not have the power the other modeities had when it came to interfering in the lives of foxes that did not mean she did not love them any less. Love was a part of her being and was something that could not be denied. She descended down toward the small oasis that was below her. The water was cool and rippled away from the small part of the fur it touched on her paws and her long mane. Standing above the water Ostara slowly moved forward to the small brown vixen in the green coat that was drinking water. The modeity of the spring equinox knew that she could not be seen, but that didn’t matter. She still leaned down and whispered words that she knew the vixen could never and would never hear.
Ion’s ear’s twitched and she looked up. The gentle breeze that had blown up had caused ripples on the surface of the water. Feeling oddly good Ion smiled and then turned and headed back to the small outpost. She was here to take stock of the food and water available. There was a small alter here and one of the shamans would be coming by to see that all was set to rights should a modeity be living here. Until then it was up to Ion to take stock and see that everything would be ready here for any ceremonies the shaman had to perform. Of course this little outpost was quite a ways from the tribe’s main home so it didn’t need to be checked as often. Ritilanishia had come with Ion to make sure Ion would be safe. Then once Rit knew the area was clear she took off and would be back in a few days to collect Ion and make sure the brown vixen got home safely. The silver collar Ion had taken to wearing since she joined the tribe felt warm against her fur, but thankfully wasn’t overly hot.
As always she used a light step on the sands when traveling to and from the outpost. She didn’t want to attract the attention of anything that might be on the ground looking out for things like desert adders was getting to be something Ion could do with ease. She was a bit surprised with the way her life had changed over time. When she had first met Akori he had seemed a bit odd, but was so very nice that she couldn’t help but have a crush on him. Then when they had their night at the temple where she had decided to come into Kemet as Akori’s mate it was incredible and terrifying all at once. Not to mention having to get used to a guardian after nearly getting eaten by that crocodile… even thinking about it still made Ion shudder a bit. Still the guardian was there to protect the tribe so Ion really didn’t have any complaints even though she did her best to stay out of its way. The cool of the outpost sweep over Ion as soon as she moved into the shade of the worn building. After checking for small creeping little stinging bugs she laid down and continued to reflect. Meeting Akori’s family had been interesting and while she couldn’t say she knew them well she did like them and feel much more comfortable than she used to. In fact tribe life was amazing. Ion found she was good at remembering little things like how much food was needed or stored where. Due to this she was designated as a scribe and so here she was at an outpost making sure all the numbers matched the way they should. Never before had she thought this would be her life. She had to admit she was relieved things had turned out so well. There was a question though. Did Akori want kits with her? As a shaman he would be busy a lot and as a scribe she would be busy to. The careers would be looking after their little ones and as often as the tribe had little ones she wasn’t sure if Akori would want kits. There were always seemed to be little ones around to play with.And what if their kits wanted to leave like Rynn's had? That might bother Akori. She should really ask Akori the next time she saw him if having kits was in his idea of the future. Though the idea of doing so made her a bit nervous.
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