Posted on August 11, 2012 at 00:11:46 AM by nikola
 He was born in rain and marsh; the air alone so thick most couldn't find their way from one end of the bayou to the other. Nikola was used to these situations, though he had had to get used to the rock-- not many mountains where he was from. "Shh, shh cherie, do not work joor self up, calm," he coo'd, stepping passed her just a few steps. "Keep wit me, Aliya, and I will leave us, " he called back, his voice calling above the crackling clouds above. Thunder boomed around them, a flash of lightening lighting up the sky a moment later. Rinse and repeat. It was going to be a big one. Taking a few tentative steps, he made sure to feel her following before leading her along the trail up into the heart of the Ridge. In the clearing where he spent most of his time, he lead her along a series of thick trees that created a canopy they could hide out the storm under. He moved slowly, deliberately and was always turning to check that she was following closely behind. These paths could be deadly, he understood and was suddenly feeling guilty that she'd had to face the beginning of her trek alone. Under the trees it was certainly more dry but louder. The rain was coming down hard, filling the air around them with the violent pitter patter of drops on leaves. Occasionally the wind would sweep a sheet of water on them, but it was certainly better than standing out in the open, exposed. When they were both safe and covered he reached out towards the golden mare. "Are joo a'right?" N I K O L A |
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