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 Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 9:45 pm
The line between desert and Oasis was sharp, abrupt. In many ways, the quickness with which the foliage disappeared was unnatural.
Abasi would not know any different, having never foot set in any other land. Had one come to him, as as rogues had, attempting to explain its oddness, he would only be able to look past in confusion. Their idea of normal was often twisted, convoluted, though this was not their fault.
It was thoughts such as these that swam in Abasi's head as he walked, his foots having just stepped over the area where sand turned to wealth of resource.
He had promised to meet Niyol after his private prayer where the water sat peacefully over sandy soil. Beyond seeing him in passing, it had been quite a few weeks since he had been able to sit and talk with the well-known friend. He was curious as to how Niyol was getting along, given that he always seemed to just be narrowly avoiding some sort of mild trouble.
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 10:14 pm
If Niyol had had to come up with some sort of defense for the fact that he tended to toe the line a bit with... well, most things, he would have been at a loss for words. But perhaps he would simply have grinned that cheeky grin of his, shrugged, and blamed his behavior on his upbringing. Which would at least have been half true.
As it was, the brown lion was settling into his new home quite nicely. That wasn't to say that he didn't still have to consciously remember that there were rules to follow now, but he had stopped feeling at a loss without the unrestricted freedom that he had enjoyed for so many years as a wanderer. And he had gotten used to walking on sand. There were still moments when the shifting grains got the better of him, but his ability to maneuver himself through it all had improved drastically, and he hadn't felt off balance in quite a long while.
It was definitely a cause for celebration, and today a fitting day for it.
He was glad Abasi had agreed to meet him by the oasis. The white lion done quite a bit in terms of convincing Niyol to stay, and now that he had, the brown lion couldn't quite express how grateful he was. Because he had slowly come to realize that this was what had been missing in his life since he had left his childhood home. A place to settle and be comfortable. A place to leave all his troubles. A place to return to.
As the oasis came into view, he could make out the familiar form of his friend, already sitting by the water's edge. A smile spread across Niyol's face, and he hurried to make up the distance between them. "Abasi!" He greeted when he had come within earshot.
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