Post by Keliantra Calahan on Mar 29, 2007 22:18:10 GMT -5
Keliantra woke with a start. She looked outside her window. Somehow, maybe instinctively, her body knew that it was before dusk, the time she needed to get up that morning. Her body was probably so used to getting up at that time on both the day before she would leave and the day of her departure that it probably had become instinct. She had done the same thing for so many years, it didn't come as a surprise for her.
Demetrius, her werecat, pushed her bedroom door open. Seems like you don't need me anymore, the werecat said, or rather, thought. "Don't be silly, Demetrius. Without you, who would go with me on my healing adventures?" She laughed. She shouldn't really call them adventures; they were hardly that. Some of the cases were so common and occurred so often that she could preform the task in her sleep. Others were lifethreatening where she actually had to think to help the person out.
She quickly and quietly got dressed and fastened her cloak over her shoulders. She knew that at this hour the weather would be quite chilly. She grabbed her herb basket. She took her dragon egg out of its hiding spot and smiled at it. "Good morning," she whispered to it. She put it back safely in its place. She didn't want to leave it but she knew it would just slow her down. She need to get the herbs before everyone woke up. Faint light shined over the houses and she quietly exited hers, trying not to disturb her parents.
The city was deserted, or so it would seem if someone were to travel through it at this hour. People wouldn't be up for another hour or so and in all reality Keliantra herself should still be asleep but her trip the next day required her to get up early to pick herbs and buy supplies.
She walked towards the city's edge; towards the foothills. There was were she knew that many herbs she needed would be located. There was a faint squeak and she turned around to see Demetrius devouring a young mouse. Found breakfast, have you? She chuckled to herself.
She continued on her way, stopping to pick up an herb or two she found on her path. She heard a twig break behind her. She thought it was just Demetrius but even he couldn't eat a mouse, even a small mouse, that fast. She continued on but heard it again and wondered if she was being followed.
Demetrius, her werecat, pushed her bedroom door open. Seems like you don't need me anymore, the werecat said, or rather, thought. "Don't be silly, Demetrius. Without you, who would go with me on my healing adventures?" She laughed. She shouldn't really call them adventures; they were hardly that. Some of the cases were so common and occurred so often that she could preform the task in her sleep. Others were lifethreatening where she actually had to think to help the person out.
She quickly and quietly got dressed and fastened her cloak over her shoulders. She knew that at this hour the weather would be quite chilly. She grabbed her herb basket. She took her dragon egg out of its hiding spot and smiled at it. "Good morning," she whispered to it. She put it back safely in its place. She didn't want to leave it but she knew it would just slow her down. She need to get the herbs before everyone woke up. Faint light shined over the houses and she quietly exited hers, trying not to disturb her parents.
The city was deserted, or so it would seem if someone were to travel through it at this hour. People wouldn't be up for another hour or so and in all reality Keliantra herself should still be asleep but her trip the next day required her to get up early to pick herbs and buy supplies.
She walked towards the city's edge; towards the foothills. There was were she knew that many herbs she needed would be located. There was a faint squeak and she turned around to see Demetrius devouring a young mouse. Found breakfast, have you? She chuckled to herself.
She continued on her way, stopping to pick up an herb or two she found on her path. She heard a twig break behind her. She thought it was just Demetrius but even he couldn't eat a mouse, even a small mouse, that fast. She continued on but heard it again and wondered if she was being followed.
