60th of Spring 517 A.V.
Jasmine woke up stretching out with a sigh. Everything had been going well for her when it came to work and the pavilion. She was not used to waking up without hearing someone screaming her name in anger. There was still much for the young stormblood member to learn about being in a normal family again. Maximus had never been a kind ankal to the woman from the beginning. It wasn't until the blonde that she pinned down her mother for answers that she finally found out the truth. Sitting up the girl still felt like she didn't know herself and would never know because her father's pavilion had been wiped out during the pirate raids. Rubbing her face the blonde pushed the thoughts out of her mind knowing that dwelling on the memories would do nothing but hinder her day. With the birds back up on her rotation of jobs, the blonde needed her focus on what needed to be done.
“Alright Jasmine time to snap out of it,” the woman said and shook her head before getting dressed.
It was not long and the girl walked out of her part of the pavilion into Syna's light. She loved her goddess, but the heat was becoming more and more of a nuisance to the people of Endrykas. Sighing gently, the woman walked towards Chaser with a soft smile. Clicking her tongue twice, the blonde raised her hand letting him nudge her. Grabbing the yvas, the woman got him ready for the short ride between the Stormblood Pavilion and the Predator's Post. Mounting up, Jasmine allowed the stallion to leisurely walk towards the business while her mind drifted off into the distance again. That day would prove to be difficult for her to focus on without some kind of help. Though she hoped it would be nothing more than getting to work, that would help her focus more. Upon arriving, the woman dismounted and went inside to start her day with the birds.
“Morning Tomma. I have Reggie this morning yes?” Jasmine asked walking over to the man as he stood before the birds.
“Actually I would like for us to work with the Ekytol Owls today. They can be just as important as the hunter birds. Messages between our people are often short and confusing to outsiders, so we need to keep them worked as well. So long as the birds know to come back here, we can deliver them to their pavilion that has bought them,” Tomman explained.
Jasmine nodded listening before following the man to get their gear on. Even messenger owls needed arm guards on to protect from their talons. The blonde tied up the leather straps before walking out to the cages and letting one climb up her arm. She smiled gently seeing the pure white wings spread out as the creature walked before enfolding against its body once more. Closing her hand gently around it's feet, the blonde followed the man outside into Syna's light once again. Wiping her upper brow the girl watched as he attached a blank small piece of paper to the bird's leg before releasing it into the air.
Jasmine woke up stretching out with a sigh. Everything had been going well for her when it came to work and the pavilion. She was not used to waking up without hearing someone screaming her name in anger. There was still much for the young stormblood member to learn about being in a normal family again. Maximus had never been a kind ankal to the woman from the beginning. It wasn't until the blonde that she pinned down her mother for answers that she finally found out the truth. Sitting up the girl still felt like she didn't know herself and would never know because her father's pavilion had been wiped out during the pirate raids. Rubbing her face the blonde pushed the thoughts out of her mind knowing that dwelling on the memories would do nothing but hinder her day. With the birds back up on her rotation of jobs, the blonde needed her focus on what needed to be done.
“Alright Jasmine time to snap out of it,” the woman said and shook her head before getting dressed.
It was not long and the girl walked out of her part of the pavilion into Syna's light. She loved her goddess, but the heat was becoming more and more of a nuisance to the people of Endrykas. Sighing gently, the woman walked towards Chaser with a soft smile. Clicking her tongue twice, the blonde raised her hand letting him nudge her. Grabbing the yvas, the woman got him ready for the short ride between the Stormblood Pavilion and the Predator's Post. Mounting up, Jasmine allowed the stallion to leisurely walk towards the business while her mind drifted off into the distance again. That day would prove to be difficult for her to focus on without some kind of help. Though she hoped it would be nothing more than getting to work, that would help her focus more. Upon arriving, the woman dismounted and went inside to start her day with the birds.
“Morning Tomma. I have Reggie this morning yes?” Jasmine asked walking over to the man as he stood before the birds.
“Actually I would like for us to work with the Ekytol Owls today. They can be just as important as the hunter birds. Messages between our people are often short and confusing to outsiders, so we need to keep them worked as well. So long as the birds know to come back here, we can deliver them to their pavilion that has bought them,” Tomman explained.
Jasmine nodded listening before following the man to get their gear on. Even messenger owls needed arm guards on to protect from their talons. The blonde tied up the leather straps before walking out to the cages and letting one climb up her arm. She smiled gently seeing the pure white wings spread out as the creature walked before enfolding against its body once more. Closing her hand gently around it's feet, the blonde followed the man outside into Syna's light once again. Wiping her upper brow the girl watched as he attached a blank small piece of paper to the bird's leg before releasing it into the air.