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Old Apr 8 2006, 04:22 PM   #2
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They started off on a quick jog, then a fast trot, and then an outright gallop as the clouds opened up wide and let loose. By the time they reached the mouth and dry sanctuary of the cave, both rider and beast and basketed sandwiches were drenched.

Biting his lip, Rashid looked at his hands, hurt that Norolan didn't believe him. He let his thoughts drift around in his head, wondering if his past was finally catching up with him. True, he knew that he shouldn't have done some of those pranks at Skybroom... Well, actually, all. But Rashid couldn't resist. The allure of pranking was too much for the boy, and he usually succumbed to it- with disastrous results.

At the increasing rain, Rash tugged his hood over his head, and wrinkled his nose when the rainwater, which had been collecting in his hood, was dumped on his head. Fine. Everything else was going amiss, why not get completely wet before finding shelter?

Once in the cave, Rash looked around, wondering if it was empty. On the other hand, there could be cats or something- you never know. "Is it safe?" he asked, looking at Norolan, forgetting his brother-in-law's silent treatment on the failed ride home.

"I don't know." Norolan admitted. He went for his flint kit, and muttered a curse. It wouldn't do any good soaking wet. He tossed it aside. They needed to do something! He didn't want to get sick, and more importantly, didn't want Rash to. Carefully, he felt around a little deeper into the cave. There were some glow bulbs growing on the cave walls. There was some light at least.

"Rash, I want you to stay here and watch the horses. I'm going to go see if there's something we could use to warm up. Come in a bit deeper if you need to. There are glows on the wall, so you'd have some light." He found a bag of something .. .it was dirty, dusty…but soft.

Opening it up, he couldn't believe his luck -- there were some supplies. Nothing to start a fire with, but a couple pieces of clothing and a blanket.

Bringing them to Rashid before going off to look for fire supplies, he pulled the blanket and the clothes out of the dirtied bag. "Bundle up with these. Don't ask questions. Worry about the rest later. You need to get yourself warmed up."

Shivering, Rash huddled, standing next to the runners, letting their body temperature thaw him out- slightly. Wasn't much, but it was better then nothing.

Stuffing his numbed hands into his armpits, the boy looked around, surprised to find glows on the walls.
When Norolan returned with the blanket and clothes, Rash blinked, and nodded. "All right. And I have to stay with the runners, still, right?" he asked, disappointed that he'd have to wait. On the other hand, it wasn't like he was in total darkness, either, what with the glows.
"Just... be careful," he said, smiling up at Norolan. "Libby would be mad if you got hurt."

"She'd be even more upset if we both got hurt." The thought of his mate did help warm him up some. He closed his eyes for a moment, wishing Libby were with him so he could hold her and she could help warm him up.. He shook his head. "So yes, that means you have to stay with the runners." His voice held a touch of firmness that told Rashid not to argue and move from where he was, except to bundle up. After waiting another moment, Norolan started forward, hoping that all was safe, and there was something to make a fire further inside.

"Yeah, she would. Think she'd kill us if we got hurt. Know that's what Mom would do if that happened to Dad and one of us kids," the boy said, a slight smile on his face. He wondered what his parents and younger siblings were doing at Skybroom, knowing that it would likely be the same routine of hidework, meals, and some rest time. Especially in his mother's case, being pregnant- again.

Now bundled up in the blanket and dry clothes, the boy nodded resignedly, glancing at the runners. Well, nothing he couldn't handle. He knew that he wanted something to eat, but that would have to wait until after Norolan found something to start a fire with. Maybe he could find some food in here, as he did bring back something dry to change into.

Turning to the bay gelding that was his mount during the ride, the boy patted his neck, murmuring softly to him, all the while wondering who else could be in the cave. He knew that animals didn't wear clothes. Or use glows. Hopefully it was just a makeshift camp for traders during Threadfall, if they were unlucky enough to get caught out in that deadly 'rain'.

Leaning against the now quieted runner, the boy kept his eyes trained in the direction his brother-in-law left in, hoping he'd come back soon.

Norolan made it half way into the cave and realized it was too dark. He didn't find anything too surprising. There was some dried wood, and he gathered it up happily. If he did things just right, he'd be able to get a nice fire going.

Smiling at his success, the Holder made his way carefully back to the front of the cave. "Rashid, found something to make a fire with!"

Rashid, looking up at the news, smiled, climbing to his feet. With the runners more interested in standing together and looking at the surroundings, the boy was reasonably certain that they would be fine.

"Great! Where do you want to make the fire? Over there?" he asked, indicating a snug little pocket in the cave, well away from the opening, where the wind and rain wouldn't be able to put the fire out.

Hearing a soft snort, Rash turned, not surprised to see that it was one of the runners. He patted the mare's shoulder, before a hand clamped onto his shoulder, fingers digging into his flesh through the blanket and clothing.

They started off on a quick jog, then a fast trot, and then an outright gallop as the clouds opened up wide and let loose. By the time they reached the mouth and dry sanctuary of the cave, both rider and beast and basketed sandwiches were drenched.
Biting his lip, Rashid looked at his hands, hurt that Norolan didn't believe him. He let his thoughts drift around in his head, wondering if his past was finally catching up with him. True, he knew that he shouldn't have done some of those pranks at Skybroom... Well, actually, all. But Rashid couldn't resist. The allure of pranking was too much for the boy, and he usually succumbed to it- with disastrous results.
At the increasing rain, Rash tugged his hood over his head, and wrinkled his nose when the rainwater, which had been collecting in his hood, was dumped on his head. Fine. Everything else was going amiss, why not get completely wet before finding shelter?
Once in the cave, Rash looked around, wondering if it was empty. On the other hand, there could be cats or something- you never know. "Is it safe?" he asked, looking at Norolan, forgetting his brother-in-law's silent treatment on the failed ride home.
"I don't know." Norolan admitted. He went for his flint kit, and muttered a curse. It wouldn't do any good soaking wet. He tossed it aside. They needed to do something! He didn't want to get sick, and more importantly, didn't want Rash to. Carefully, he felt around a little deeper into the cave. There were some glow bulbs growing on the cave walls. There was some light at least.
"Rash, I want you to stay here and watch the horses. I'm going to go see if there's something we could use to warm up. Come in a bit deeper if you need to. There are glows on the wall, so you'd have some light." He found a bag of something .. .it was dirty, dusty…but soft. Opening it up, he couldn't believe his luck -- there were some supplies. Nothing to start a fire with, but a couple pieces of clothing and a blanket.
Bringing them to Rashid before going off to look for fire supplies, he pulled the blanket and the clothes out of the dirtied bag. "Bundle up with these. Don't ask questions. Worry about the rest later. You need to get yourself warmed up."
Shivering, Rash huddled, standing next to the runners, letting their body temperature thaw him out- slightly. Wasn't much, but it was better then nothing.
Stuffing his numbed hands into his armpits, the boy looked around, surprised to find glows on the walls.
When Norolan returned with the blanket and clothes, Rash blinked, and nodded. "All right. And I have to stay with the runners, still, right?" he asked, disappointed that he'd have to wait. On the other hand, it wasn't like he was in total darkness, either, what with the glows.
"Just... be careful," he said, smiling up at Norolan. "Libby would be mad if you got hurt."
"She'd be even more upset if we both got hurt." The thought of his mate did help warm him up some. He closed his eyes for a moment, wishing Libby were with him so he could hold her and she could help warm him up.. He shook his head. "So yes, that means you have to stay with the runners." His voice held a touch of firmness that told Rashid not to argue and move from where he was, except to bundle up. After waiting another moment, Norolan started forward, hoping that all was safe, and there was something to make a fire further inside.
"Yeah, she would. Think she'd kill us if we got hurt. Know that's what Mom would do if that happened to Dad and one of us kids," the boy said, a slight smile on his face. He wondered what his parents and younger siblings were doing at Skybroom, knowing that it would likely be the same routine of hidework, meals, and some rest time. Especially in his mother's case, being pregnant- again.
Now bundled up in the blanket and dry clothes, the boy nodded resignedly, glancing at the runners. Well, nothing he couldn't handle. He knew that he wanted something to eat, but that would have to wait until after Norolan found something to start a fire with. Maybe he could find some food in here, as he did bring back something dry to change into.
Turning to the bay gelding that was his mount during the ride, the boy patted his neck, murmuring softly to him, all the while wondering who else could be in the cave. He knew that animals didn't wear clothes. Or use glows. Hopefully it was just a makeshift camp for traders during Threadfall, if they were unlucky enough to get caught out in that deadly 'rain'.
Leaning against the now quieted runner, the boy kept his eyes trained in the direction his brother-in-law left in, hoping he'd come back soon.
Norolan made it half way into the cave and realized it was too dark. He didn't find anything too surprising. There was some dried wood, and he gathered it up happily. If he did things just right, he'd be able to get a nice fire going.
Smiling at his success, the Holder made his way carefully back to the front of the cave. "Rashid, found something to make a fire with!"
Rashid, looking up at the news, smiled, climbing to his feet. With the runners more interested in standing together and looking at the surroundings, the boy was reasonably certain that they would be fine.
"Great! Where do you want to make the fire? Over there?" he asked, indicating a snug little pocket in the cave, well away from the opening, where the wind and rain wouldn't be able to put the fire out.
Hearing a soft snort, Rash turned, not surprised to see that it was one of the runners. He patted the mare's shoulder, before a hand clamped onto his shoulder, fingers digging into his flesh through the blanket and clothing.

Eyes wide open, the boy glanced up, heart in his mouth. "Norolan!" he croaked, ending in a squeak just as he heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

One of the men, a tall and lean man, with a rather charming and yet chilling smile., stepped around the boy, green eyes thoughtful.
"My thanks, Holder, on starting a fire for us. Rather cold, wet, and windy out there," he remarked, almost carelessly.
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