Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 11:18:41 AM)
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Ashur Morningkill (Nov 13, 2011 11:19:39 AM)
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Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 11:23:36 AM)
*Rasia's out walking near the forest's edge for a change, carrying a plain notepad and a pencil and idly attempting to whistle back to the calling birds. She pauses from time to time and writes a bit, apparently collecting her thoughts upon the page for reasons unknown. She is in a relatively simple gown today, soft white and embroidered only along the hem and sleeves* ((And unlike the pic, she has a chemise beneath it to prevent it from being indecent! http://www.sinful-illusions.com/wiki/index.php?title=File:RasMedieval.jpg ))

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 11:26:30 AM)
*her long hair is bound up away from her face, and thin cords twisted from those strands criscross around the length hanging back, to keep the mass of it contained in an elegant fall that shines in the morning light*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 13, 2011 11:31:52 AM)
((Alright, I can't get the wiki to open. I'll just assume it looks really nice. I don't know what's up with SI for me today.))

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 11:34:20 AM)
((Bizarre..I'll tag the original site, see if that works for you: http://img1.etsystatic.com/il_fullxfull.22093645.jpg ))

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 13, 2011 11:34:40 AM)
*Ashur was moving through the wooded area that separated the Tribal Lands from the Argent Pridelands, and paused as he heard the rustling of someone moving nearby. Confident enough in the security of the respective lands, the hesitancy only lasted a moment as he continued on and eventually stepped into view of Rasia. There was a momentary tenderness in his gaze that was quickly replaced with the usual hard stare as he stepped forward loudly, making his own presence known*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 11:39:07 AM)
*and as despite the security or good intentions, plenty of the things in these woods are lethal to the girl..she startles at the sound, whirling in a lithe twist that the light gown accentuates in a flare of fabric and midnight black hair. She has a certain grace to even her larger movements, something inborn rather than practiced. Her wide eyes settle on him even as her posture closes, gaze lowering properly* ..Good morning, Lion's Roar-rhya.

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 13, 2011 11:45:25 AM)
"Rasia." *He responds coldly, moving to walk past her while giving enough berth that the distance is clearly deliberate* "Is Conquers Luna's Ferocity about? Do you know?" *He inquires as he reaches the widest part of the circumference around her*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 11:51:58 AM)
*she takes a slow breath to still the adrenaline rush his sudden appearance had caused, straightening her posture as if gathering resolve* I haven't been inside, in an hour or so at this point. He was already out when I left, and I have seen no signs of his return, honored sir. *she has her pride, and despite being surprised, she only looks to him as she finishes speaking, rather than turning and turning to keep his circling form in her line of sight*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 13, 2011 11:59:20 AM)
*He pauses at her answer, releasing an irritated sigh* "Naturally." *He half-turns and looks back at his recently vacated Pridelands consideringly, and then finally lets his gaze fall on Rasia* "What're you doing?" *The question was less a harsh and suspicious demand but seemed to trail off with curious expectation*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 12:04:18 PM)
*She watches him for a moment before her posture relaxes slightly, as if she had elected not to be angry with him. Looking to her notepad and then out into the woods as she replies* Trying to help my Uncle predict the reactions of a group of men he has little knowledge of. He's sent me what he can of their profiles, and his intentions. I'm to present a few theories on what might be his best approach.

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 13, 2011 12:08:14 PM)
*He starts to comment, then thinks better of it and nods* "Alright Rasia, I won't keep you from your duties then." *He glances back toward the Tribal Lands a final time more and then begins to drift back into the wooded are toward the Argent Pridelands*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 12:10:20 PM)
*looking back in his direction as he starts to move away.* ...This isn't the first time you've come looking for my Guardian. You're sure there's no message I might bring him? I would... *dark lashes hooding her gaze as she looks to the forest floor* I would help you, if I may.

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 13, 2011 12:15:46 PM)
*He pauses in his stride and starts to bark off another decline to the invitation and then... decides against it.* "...I meant to ask after training under him as a Klaive-duelist. Perhaps futiley as the demands on each of us have made for little enough time synced together." *He finally admitted* "I'd rather ask him myself, but..."

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 12:18:33 PM)
*surprised he agreed, she nods readily, answering when he trails off* I will be sure to mention you have been visiting in search of him, to discuss an important matter, Lion's Roar-rhya. *no stranger to the delicacy of etiquette between student and teacher*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 13, 2011 12:24:31 PM)
"...thank you." *The gratitude did not come easily and his eyes flitted away from her features when he did so. An uncomfortable silence followed before he spoke again* "I should return to my Pridelands."

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 12:26:25 PM)
*something of her disappointment showed, but she lowered her eyes respectfully* I apologize if I have kept you, unduly. *seeming to remember the notepad in her hands, as her eyes find it. She tucks it uner her arm before gathering the front of her gown in her free hand and lifting it clear of her steps*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 12:28:40 PM)
*a soft chime as she walks, a glimpse of the golden anklet that caused the sound and small blue satin slippers*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 12:35:49 PM)
*she speaks without looking back* You know.. not everything I wear... is crippling. *the notepad and pencil dropped as she looks backward over her shoulder with a rare glimpse of fire in her eyes, and then smiles suddenly before taking off in a sprint, holding her skirt up in a bunch at one side of her long legs*

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 12:42:02 PM)
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Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 12:48:21 PM)
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Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 12:48:50 PM)
*Carolina always had been more of an outdoors type of girl. This evening just returned from the Hunter’s Bane’s pack lands and was walking through the woods, taking a short cut towards the aviary to check up on her American Kestrel. Often called Kesie. Dresses in a pair of dark kaki dress pants and a complementing dark royal blue sweater. Caroline had been humming quietly to herself when she heard a rush of fabric and gown coming her way, choosing to hide behind a tree line like a sly little fox. *

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 12:49:36 PM)
*is racing along the forestline, her gown held clear of her long legs, a golden anket of tiny bells chiming madly above the blue satin slippers she is running in*

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 12:53:07 PM)
*Though she was close to those who had chosen fox as a totem, she herself was not very stealthy. Hiding from others was not her best use of skills. She might have easily been seen if Caroline was not already aware of where Rasia was. Thinking of it more of a game than her companion being upset she decided to play along, stifling a giggle behind her hand she waited for Rasia to get a couple of yards ahead of her before she took off in chase after her*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 13, 2011 12:53:58 PM)
*And back at the edge of the woodline that separated the Argent Pridelands from the Tribal Lands, Ashur watched in amazement as Rasia raced away and another Silver Fang Kinfolk darted out after her*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 12:56:46 PM)
*she's naturally graceful, but no runner by far, and noting she is pursued, she looks back and blinks before laughing. Clearly..not the chase she expected! All the same, she keeps it up longer than her slight build seems to imply she might, before slowing and circling back toward the house, breathing hard* Caroline!! ... What! ..Are you ... Doing?! *laughing in gasps*

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 1:02:50 PM)
*Caroline on the other hand was use to this sort of thing night and day practices at the staking rink made her easier for her to keep going at this game for far long if she so chose. Not to mention she was dressed far more for running than the princess she had been chasing. Grinning widely as she closed in on Rasia, pushing her hair back away from her face* Chasing you! The questions is lady Rasia why were –you- running? Wait…who were you running from! *She asked Dramatically slowly narrowing her eyes as she turned to search the nearby area for someone else Raisa might have been expecting. Are you running from Lya?

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 1:04:39 PM)
I.. no. *still working on getting her breathing under control, she drops her skirts and rests her hand on her chest* I don't suppose I really "expected" anyone to chase. *finally smiling and straightening* I was being silly. You'll have to excuse me.

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 1:08:12 PM)
*Caroline turned her head to the side and closed her eyes crossing her arms over her chest as though that was the most ridiculous thing she ever heard. * Never. I refuse to excuse that. *Of course the problem with that was that Caroline could not keep up her act long at all before she was smiling and grinning again* I can’t excuse that because it’s not excuse worth. I fact…I’ve most certainly done worse. *The thought of a memory brought to mind from not so long ago causes to cheeks to blush*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 1:10:45 PM)
*she smiles warmly at Caroline's antics and her blushing* I'm sure there's a good story to that shade of pink, sister. *yet, her gaze goes back to the woods she had left, searching for a moment..before she renews her smile to her friend* Are you going to tell me of your horribly embarassing silliness, or do I have to bait it out of you with Lya's chocolate?

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 13, 2011 1:13:02 PM)
*Ashur had vanished from his vantage, presumably returning to the Pridelands*

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 1:16:06 PM)
*Not the best at keeping her own silliness she was about to spill the beans when she noticed her friend turn her eyes back towards the words again. Caroline had a sharp enough eye for reading people.* Are you sure you were not waiting for someone? Oh! If it is a secret rendezvous I promise not to tell! *She said with a near fit of laughter clearly a hopeless romantic at heart she hid her grin behind her hand lightly placing the other on Rasia’s shoulder leaning in to whisper to her* “Just nod your head yes. I’ll go keep a Lya and other others busy!”

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 1:22:22 PM)
*her eyes widen as Caroline's train of thought jumps the tracks entirely, and then narrow sharply in a warning that is not without her good-nature* Caroline, I assure you, I am -not-. And I would hardly be so brazen or idiotic as to conduct a "Secret" rendezvous a stone's throw from my Guardian's home! *gathering her considerable poise, and a handful of her skirts* Go ahead inside, then. I've left my notebook in the lawn. I'll just be a moment. *striding toward where she'd started her dash, crystal gaze searching the grass*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 1:29:25 PM)
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Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 1:30:14 PM)
My apologies of course lady Rasia*Caroline still could not help but still grin a little bit. The teasing seemed to have gotten to her a little bit. But she dropped the subject anyway not wanting to make her friend feel uncomfortable. Though the idea didn’t completely leave her own thoughts. Surely she would explain it later. Her good nature not taken away any she turned and headed on inside of the house.*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 1:35:06 PM)
*it takes her a bit to walk back over into the woods to find the right spot, crouching to lift the notebook and search around in the dead leaves to find her pencil and tuck it in the spiral binding. As she stands again, she looks into the woods curiously, but only briefly. And then she's moving back toward the house, chiming softly with each step*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 1:41:32 PM)
*entering moments later, as she said she would, Rasia closes up the notebook on her way to the kitchen to find her friend*

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 1:42:07 PM)
*Caroline welcomed Rasia back into the house with smile, having already helped herself to a glass of milk instead. Not seeing any prying ears around she started again, looking down at drink she began to speak softly* Did I ever tell you how I met Keith? *That was not something she had called before never, by a first name without an honorific to add* I guess if I explained that…then you would better understand it how I mean it. It was not in any sort of disrespect.

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 1:46:16 PM)
*she shook her head lightly and set the notepad down on the counter, accepting the change in address and likely chalking it up Caroline's new status with the gentleman in question* You haven't told me the story, no. If you don't mind, I'll get myself something to drink as well, while you elucidate. *smiling her encouragement*

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 1:54:19 PM)
Though my family hardly alines with the royalist traditional way of thinking and political views, We never choose our own mates. It is completely up to falcon who mates with whom. I am no different. Though the out of the ordinary thing is one unparticular falcon spirit has followed my mother’s line. But I will get back to that in a moment. *She paused there for a second because she was smiling to much and getting ahead of herself* Keith performed a rite, I am not sure if you know of it, that in turn leads him to his mate. If I recall he had performed it before I was even here in New Orleans. Next thing I know…this strange man whom I barely even know is telling me I am to be his mate. You can imagine I alter my guardian and call my father immediately.

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 1:54:38 PM)
( alert^)

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 1:58:42 PM)
*she settles in across from Caroline with a mug of hot tea, sqeezing a lemon slice in before adding a dollop of honey and giving her sister her full attention* I should hope. *agreeing softly, not wanting to interrupt*

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 2:01:40 PM)
So that was how I learned about all of that. I was told that was how it was. Besides Flacon knows me better than I know myself. I have nothing but trust and faith for Falcon* There has and never will be anyone else but him as far as mate in my life. But that is not to say it has been easy on him. Courting…still happens. What I am getting at is, the courting even though it was known how it would all go…well. *She paused to try and think of what she was getting at* He still did silly things trying to win me over. No it was never –really- a secret CFL knew all about the time he snuck me out of my room at 9:30 at night for ice cream. Keith being a ragabash and following fox probably thought it was clever. For all I know it was some sort of chimeriage with a spirit. I knew he made me laugh and smile.

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 2:04:53 PM)
*She was not the best story teller and didn’t even know if her point was getting across the way it should. So she took a moment to look back at Rasia and see if she had confused the life out of her yet* Am I making…any…sort of since?

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 2:06:21 PM)
*she smiles* Yes. At least, I'm following the story. *she chuckles a bit* If you're trying to do that.. "Teach a lesson through a story" bit..I'm afraid it's fallen on it's proverbial face though.

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 2:10:25 PM)
*She laughed out loud then nodded her head several times before taking a sip of her milk.* That…was the intent. But I don’t really come from a strong line of Galliards either. I guess what I mean is. I meant it in an innocent way not to imply that you were doing anything wrong or that would be wrong. Certainly not.

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 2:13:34 PM)
*she smiles again, sipping her tea* Sneaking about behind Conquers Luna's Ferocity-rhya, would most certainly be "wrong." It would be a terrible repayment of his trust and the protection he has offered. So while your own dalliances were innocent, in a sense. Especially as you are honorably mated and well-clear of any misdoing.. I cannot tread that road.

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 2:19:52 PM)
*She blinked shaking her head.* Oh I didn’t mean to imply that either. I haven’t any idea if your family or whomever will be your mate practices such a rite. I suppose my vision was narrow to think that it how it is done…for the majority. I’ve been a bit sheltered I suppose. Nor would I ever imply that maybe you were…waiting on Conquers Luna’s Ferocity-rhya himself, him being your guardian and all. *Though on that last part she looking down at her drink*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 2:20:49 PM)
My family too, usually performs the rite. *she smiles* But I cannot do so myself, can I? *taking a sip* I will be patient.

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 2:25:00 PM)
Won't it be fun to see what comes of that? Do you suppose he, whoever he is already knows? *She asked in a inquisitive tone. That spark in her doe like eyes starting to show again as she goes back on her romantic tangent* What if he is looking for you now? Could he be trying to win your heart from a distance before revealing himself? Perhaps you will receive letter left for you on outside your door. He could have already talked with your family and your guardian. He could be anyone! Oh Rasia I’am so excited for you! *She nearly burst into a fit of giggles*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 2:28:37 PM)
((Afk a sec, throwing kids in bed!))

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 13, 2011 2:36:05 PM)
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Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 2:40:46 PM)
((Back!))

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 2:40:58 PM)
(( wb))

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 2:43:27 PM)
*her eyes widen at the burst from Caroline, by the end of it she's smiling a bit in amusement, trying not to laugh at her friend's delirious babble* I'm sure I don't know..but speculating on it.. *she shook her head* What if I set myself up with expectations that aren't fair to my mate?

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 2:46:54 PM)
There is nothing wrong with dreaming Rasia. Besides, you should trust in Falcon that he will pair you with your best possible match. Is that not something to dream about? *She asked with wide eyes, clearly she didn’t seem to have a problem with who she was intended for at all.* While in the beginning and sometimes even now I have no idea what I am doing…it’s ok.

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 2:50:02 PM)
Anyway. Thank you for your company today Rasia. I really must get to the aviary and to check on my Keslie and the others, then it is on to practice! *She stood from her seat taking her glass and putting it away before headed to the door with a wave* Bye! See you soon!

Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 2:50:19 PM)
(( i need to run to the store with hubbers))

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 2:50:28 PM)
And if the best possible match, isn't what I'd hoped for? I believe Falcon is far wiser than I. ((KK!))

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 2:50:37 PM)
((Thanks for the play hon. Bai!))

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 13, 2011 2:50:49 PM)
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Caroline Bradford (Nov 13, 2011 2:51:08 PM)
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