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 Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 5:13 am
In Zena, for many many months the mountains were covered in a deep snow, subject to sudden winter storms and painfully cold gusts of wind. For a lot of the time, children had to stay inside, or were shuffled between the wooden houses, doing chores or learning lessons under their grandmother's tutelage. But then... the snows melted. Trees showed their green for the first time in a season, and icelings could venture out into the countryside without the telltale crunch of snow beneath their boots.
It was warm enough that Ygraine didn't need her parka, and instead she could venture the town and surrounding, lush landscape in her thick tunic, breeches, and boots. It was rare that she could enjoy the surrounding area without waddling about in layer upon layer of clothes - not without traveling west to Sauti with her papa.
Of course, it had to come with a downside. All the other village kids were out playing around, and her baba had decreed that she had to babysit Sol. ... Okay, they had to play together, but... might as well be the same! Pouting, the girl scuffed her boot against the mushy ground, huffing as she looked at her brother, folding her arms petulantly. "Don't go running off - baba put ME in charge." Again, not technically, but of course she was in charge! That was never in argument!
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2016 5:56 pm
The Zenian winter had left it's mark upon the land. While the seasons were changing, and new life rose to claim the mountains there was still a noticeable chill in the air. It wasn't enough of a n** to force Sol into a thicker coat, but it was just enough to keep him in his hat. He had hoped to take off the knitted wool cap, since it forced his antennae flush against his head, which was uncomfortable and annoying. There had been previous attempts to create a hat that allowed his antennae to stand erect; however, the first cutting wind had nixed that for him. It had felt worse than dipping his fingers in frigid river water!
At his side trotted a pudgy little raptrix pup whose belly almost dragged the ground. Sol reached down to ruffle the fur behind Sev's ear, eliciting a happy little noise from the canine. She waddled further ahead of him, mingling closer to Ygraine, shamelessly seeking out affection. He watched while she fluttered her little stumpy wings, tail wagging a mile a minute.
When he looked up from Sev, Sol was greeted by the pissy face of his sister. "If I want to run off I'm gonna do it," he groused. If she wanted to be a butt today, then fine, but that didn't make her the boss just because their fathers weren't there!
Apparently sated with her cuddles from the twins, Sev's chuffy paws padded against the terrain, carrying her closer to a group of iceling kids. More playmates to love on her!
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