Post by Neou and Korint on Mar 15, 2004 17:17:25 GMT -5
"I am not sure. I had to leave to feed Elenath, you see, before the Hatchings were over. So I did not see the end of them. And I did say I have not met many of the riders here. But now I think I must depart. Kask, Dask, Tual, Shakespeare, Mekelroy, Klah, and Elenath all inform me they are tired, in their own ways. I suppose I must think of some acronym to call them all, lest my whole day is wasted trying to name them seperately." Musing upon that, Neou bowed once before leaving. The rider was nice enough, though somewhat withdrawn. As a Harper, Neou was used to open people who laughed often and held nothing back. Well, she herself could not truly be called anything like that, as she often went into dark lapses of staring into space. Continuing onwards, Neou paused once to feel the hot sun upon her back, then continued again. Her creatures trailed after her, all respectively following. We must make an odd sight, she thought. Rather like trundlebugs.