Strange meeting (Sama'el)

[Ginchoeri]

(86th Summer 511)
Ginchoeri had left her tent early in the morning and walked towards the empty grasslands, she got behind a large where she thought no one could see her and took her clothing up and placed them on the large rock.She heard the rustling of the grass behind her. She changed into her wind runner form and heard another rustle and she quickly turned around to find a man, slouching and staring at her. She huffed at the man and reared back showing her slight anger at the staring man, but truely she was embarassed to be caught as she had been.

[Sama'el Sunsinger]

Though still easily tired by his illness early in the Summer, Sama'el had not slackened his pace at some training. That morning he had woken before the dawn and ridden Horse out into the Sea of Grass, though not too, too far. He was cautious with Horse, who was a Windrunner. He was all things a horse should be, but a Strider would always have an edge on another horse when in Cyphrus. But he loved Horse, his long-time friend and companion, and didn't want him to feel neglected. So the sun found them outside the tent city, Sama'el kneeling on the ground and Horse standing guard, his leg flush against Sam's side as if the contact with his human herdmate made up for the fact that his spirit was demonstrably absent. Sama'el walked the Web, out here where it was less overwhelming in the complexity of energetic bonds between people, animals, things. It was complex enough on the prairie. But the invisible astral Sama'el roamed the ley-lines, gathering simple information, people passing, animals hunting. When he saw a strange-looking girl walk out, he was curious enough to follow. She didn't look particularly Drykas, but then neither did Kavala, who was Konti by birth, but also one of the horse people. This one just didn't look like she was capable of defending herself in the wild, so when she continued to walk determinedly away, he rushed back to his body, only pausing for a moment to flex feeling back into his fingers and toes before jumping into Horse's saddle, the stallion nipping him happily once he sensed the return of his rider's spirit, and they were off. Though Striders truly ran like the wind, a Windrunner's gallop was no tortoise's pace. The wind streamed through his growing braids and the wisps of hair that escaped them. He saw her duck behind a boulder and, cautious, he reined Horse in still a ways a way. With a hand on Horse's forelock and a muttered order, he left the stallion behind to graze, but watchfully. Continuing forward on foot, he circled as silently as possible around the rocks, hand hovering over his hunting knife in case the girl was in some kind of danger. But his creeping only occasioned him a look at her, all unclad, which shocked him enough, but then there was a flash of some magical light and she was replaced by a Windrunner mare. When she realized he was there, she didn't seem too happy to see him there. He held up both empty hands apologetically. "Sorry," he said.

[Ginchoeri]

Gin snorted at him and lightly trodded towards him, sniffing him to get a scent. She noticed the pure nature of his scent, that made her think immediately that her was a Drykas. She trusted their kind for she was indebted to them. She nudged his shoulder apologetically knowing he probably thought she was in danger. Many of the drykas people were kind and caring, she trusted this man was no different. Plus it was true that other then her strong kicks she had no way to defend herself. She huffed again as she stood waiting for a response.

[Sama'el Sunsinger]

His hand moved away from his hunting knife, and none of his weapons were unsheathed, nocked, or otherwise readied for violence. He smiled, embarrassed, and shrugged. He was just doing his job. The naked ladies thing was a recent perk, though. "My name's Sama'el. I'm with the Watch. You should be careful walking out into the Sea of Grass by yourself. There are dangers; it is known." He glanced over his shoulder and whistled. Horse came trotting up, suddenly interested by a female of his breed. If she smelled vaguely human, well, so did he, having Sama'el ride him about all the time. Lucky for Sam, the mare didn't seem to be in estrous, else he might have had some problems, guarding them from whatever might come their way while they coupled. "Do you need an escort back into Endrykas?"

[Ginchoeri]

Gin greeted the stallion, she was surprized that he was a Windrunner like her. She turned to Sama'el and whinnied and started to run around the both of them. She was telling him that she was going to take a morning run. She stopped in front of him, thought and turned to the stallion. She huffed, 'I have already seen danger before coming to this moving city. That is how I found this city. I have scars on my back to prove it.' her hosre speech was rough but still sounded like it came naturally to her.

[Sama'el Sunsinger]

Horse eyed her when she spoke. He was intelligent for a horse, though not nearly on a par with a Kelvic. His own response was simple. "Sam is good. Sam is friend. No danger with Sam. Happy with Sam. Run?" His ears perked up, and if Sama'el didn't exactly 'speak horse', he knew them well enough, this stallion in particular, that he could intuit what he wanted. He patted the silvery shoulder and grinned before vaulting up into the saddle with practiced, acrobatic ease. "A run, then?" he hazarded. "Do you mind if we join you? The grasslands are wild and there is strength in numbers." It would be good to let Horse have his head and gallop about, and Sama'el would be there to protect them from danger with sword and bow and Fire. "You've met Horse, I see." The stallion was nuzzling her shoulder, getting her scent. "Shall we?"

[Ginchoeri]

Gin nuzzeled Horse back. Engraning his scent into her memory. Then backed away from Horse and Sam. Reared back, neighing, and broke into a run. She made sure that Sam wouldn't lose sight of her. Her main blew furiously in the wind. The pure white of her coat seemed to glisten in the sun as it rippled from her muscles flexing. Joy raced threw her body as the morning dew graced her hooves. She love nature with all her heart. It's scent filled her with life. As the scenery flew by the cherps and chiters of small animals filled the air. She slowly came to a stop after a short while needing to rest.

[Sama'el Sunsinger]

Horse bolted after her without even waiting for Sam's command, which was a strange sort of thing for him to do considering how well trained he was, but the Drykas just laughed. Perhaps he was trying to impress the pretty mare. Riding low over Horse's back, they moved as one and had little difficulty in keeping pace with her. He had all the speed of his Windrunner ancestry as well as the heavier muscle that must have come from a Frostmarch back in his pedigree. Sama'el laughed, but his breath was stolen away by the wind. His Drykas brethren were slowly recognizing him as one of their best riders, he the prodigal returned. When she slowed, Horse did too, nudging her with his shoulder as they walked, frisking and friendly. "I think he likes you," Sam noted with a faint smirk.

[Ginchoeri]

Likes me, she thought, more like he's in love with me. She huffed in answer that was like indifference but kindness. She nudged Horse again and the turn around bobbing her head indicating she wished to go back to her things. She paced herself with a slow trot knowing that Horse would follow her. Though she had no real clue as to why, just her animal instincts at work. She pondered over how it was she hadn't met much of anybody for half a year. It wasn't like she hadn't tried, she just found it awkward to jump into other peoples conversations. She threw her thoughts away and went back to enjoying the morning sun. Most likely the encampment was waking up by now. The wind thew a light gust and her mane floated upwards slightly as she head back to the spot where her clothing was.

[Sama'el Sunsinger]

Had Horse been riderless, he likely would have followed the Kelvic, or tried to assert himself as a dominant stallion and leader of a herd, but with Sam on his back, he acknowledged that his true herd leader was present and so he waited for Sam's silent command to follow her, easily catching up. When they got back to her things, though, the Drykas seemed to intuit what she was about and wheeled the Windrunner around so she could have a bit of privacy while she changed forms and put clothes on. The Drykas weren't always as concerned with the propriety of naked bodies as other cultures, but it was best to play things safe. Horse kept turning his head, wanting to keep the mare in his line of sight, and Sama'el let him look. Stallions were not so prurient in their interests as eighteen year old men.