The Plains

"I don't know about you brother, but I was hoping that there was more to this land." Delano said ((as he and his brother, Ferdinand, looked out across a vast plain of golden fields for as far as their eyes could see. The golden fields waved gently in the slight breeze.)) "It's pretty." Ferdinand said quietly with a slight shrug. ((The two of them waded through the golden fields, leaving behind a trail of bent plants behind them.)) As they walked they began to notice a smell. It wasn't ...

Not heeding his son, Far'lan whistled softly and Novato burst out at the herd, spooking them just as Far'lan had said would happen. ((With a horrendous cry out in alarm, the small herd bellowed as they stampeded away from the surprise. Some kicked and flailed before finding their footing to join the others, kicking up a combination of mud and ice as they ran.)) Artaygo braced himself, feeling an odd kind of fear take over him as he watched the stampede rapidly get closer. Far'lan, like ...

((A new day dawned over Or'Sol with the cold fresh sea air rushing over the steep cliffs and gentle sloping hills before gracing the clan with the fresh morning scent.)) Novato, however, was already stressed before the dawn was even a whisper on the wind. Dragging himself out of the comforting warmth of his home and into the biting winter winds, Novato donned his warmest cloak, which still somehow let in just enough cold to make him miserable. Far'lan was already waiting at the ranch by...