Rp log
Kinnison and Path, discussing names, birthdays, and card making! Warning: Fluff, of the green kind.

( Merry Happy Days! )

Happy New Year! It's going to be a good one, I can feel it. Plus, it's Stallion's birthday today, so the year starts off with a nice celebration.

Clearing away the snow and ice is.... not so much fun. Does anyone have any large amounts of salt? That melts to ice, makes it not to slippery toot and I already scared Watari to death by falling into the lake once, and I don't want to repeat that.

RP log! Kinnison and Pathfinder spend some time together.

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I had a dream last night. I was running in the woods, jumping over roots and fallen branches. The trees were younger, a lot of the ground and rocks were still scorched from the war. Ayda stood just in front of me, hopping from tree branch to tree branch. She laughed and I could hear her, but her mouth wasn't open.

When I went to catch up to her, she was suddenly behind me, hugging me from behind my back. She leaned in close, and spoke, but I could just tell she still wasn't opening her mouth to speak. The only thing she said was "Go ahead. You would speak about the wind and feathers all the time. So go ahead."

...And then I woke up in the tent. Watari was still asleep, so was Shiro, and it was still dark. I guess I felt guilty because I haven't much thought about the time I came from for a while now. There's been a lot going on, and it's easy to get lost in the "now" of thought. Shiro doesn't look back; he remembers, but he doesn't dwell. Dwelling, he told me, is a human thing, but you don't have to do it. Remember, because danger is everywhere, but don't look back.

*sigh* It's too early for prolific dreams. I'm going back to sleep.

Yah! It's been a while. I haven't recorded any thoughts, it's been busy and then slow, and everything I thought about, it seemed too mundane to record down.

Then... well, hunting trip with Watari turned sour. Through a mistake of my own, I underestimated a boar and ended up getting gouged in the leg. It's... pretty bad. I was lucky to have Watari and Shiro there, they rushed me into the infirmary. I don't remember much of anything, just this pain and then feeling fuzzy for, well, a while.

I'm okay, but these bandages are really thick, one leg looks twice as big as the other. I wonder how long until I can get back into my tent... *sigh*

Now that the weather is warm and the snows are thawed, it's a good time to finally get out of the stone walls! I can't breathe in there! set up camp outside. Oh! And Watari is teaching me how to look and read letters, so I won't have to be speaking my thoughts out-loud anymore. I can write them down on paper! ...Which is good, I think?

The race is coming up, and after that, a camping trip with some of the people here. I can't wait to sleep outside again. The walls here are... not as confining as I thought, but I still wake up, clawing at them. I don't like sleeping in a bed, in a room, with only a tiny window to look out of. Neither does Shiro. Luckily, Miss Kathy doesn't mind me sleeping out in the barn too often.

I'm excited for the race though, I can't wait to see how everyone does. I can't help but think how much Ayda would have enjoyed riding it. If she were in it, I'd run the race, too, instead of judging (I wouldn't be able to judge fairly if she was in it; I'd vote for her!). I miss her, and it hurts my chest to think about her; it's twenty years in my "future"-- if I find her, will she still be in her forest? Is she with a mate? Is she happy? Did she get along all right without me, or was she miserable? I'd hate myself for that, if she were.

*Shiro sniffs at the comment box* "Whuff."

The idea to become better acquainted with the woods around here was a good one. Despite the snow and slush still on the ground, Shiro and I were successful. There's a pack of other wolves around the western areas, so we'll steer clear over there. The trees are tall and thinnish, but older than the ones by Ryube.

Oh! But I found some winter potatoes in the ground, along with some roots that maybe Miss Apple might be able to use in the infirmary; good for fevers and rashes. Everything is still asleep for the most part; the plants, the flowers, the animals. Shiro says he's tired of fish, but spring thaw isn't for a few more weeks, so he'll have to make due. I, for one, can't wait until I can sleep outside again... not that the room in the castle isn't nice, but, I've never been good with being trapped inside too long. I want to feel the grass again. I wonder if that's how Sasarai feels?

I hope he's doing better; he seemed to be doing... "so-so", as I've heard said. It means 'not good, but not bad, either'. And I ---*is cut off by the rumbling sounds of what appears to be an earthquake*

What was that!? *goes running to find out*

(ooc) for earthquake cause, see http://community.livejournal.com/suiko_rpg/1149624.html )

Shiro and I want to explore the land a bit more; I think there's a lot to see, even if most of it is covered in half-melted ice and snow. The earth is still fertile; maybe I can figure out what makes the earth sing to Sasarai and help it sing to him again. I'd like to find some potatoes for Kathy; she says she likes them, and I'm sure we can find some winter ones. They're small, but good. Ayda would like her too.

When I get back, Kathy says I can help her with the horses; I can't wait! They're all very energetic, with a lot of personality. Now if only Emily the filly would stop trying to eat my hair....

I hope everyone starts to feel better soon; maybe something really fresh will help! I went out with Joker and Sasarai for fishing and herb-finding. They were quite helpful, we had a nice time. Though Shiro is a bit sulky about not coming with (but he tends to try and eat the fish right from the ice and I didn't think that'd help much. Scares the rest of the fish.)

It's been twenty years since the war with Riou and Viktor's mercenaries!? Before arriving here, it had only been just a bit over four years since the battle; there were new saplings by the caves where the land had been ruined. Now, they must be larger, thicker. Same for the moss covering the rocks left behind. It's so hard to fathom this. Still, there must be a reason for Shiro and I being here.

How…? Where am I? Where are my trees, my sky, my animals? Shiro! Where--- Oh, thank the winds, there you are. Where are we, friend? I’ve never been inside stone walls before for very long--- I don’t like them, they’re too cold. So many questions, but, how did I get here? I was walking to Ayda’s tree, waiting for her to come back from a hunt and now, here I am. All of my bows are here, but not all of my arrows; what is this!?