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Over or Under - Paeon - December 10, 2022
Backdated to before Saepenumero
It had only been a few days that Paeon had been dubbed a plebian and so the excitement continued to flow through her. This was her first official step toward becoming an acclaimed hero. Here in Mereo she would grow her skills and prepare herself for the moment of truth.
The fiber within her wanted to jump in head first, but something told her to start slow. She still left that her performance for Reyson, which motivated him to bring her to Mereo, had been subpar. She always knew that she would have to improve but since leaving home, things that she thought would be the 'easy part' proved difficult. Unsure if she was overestimating herself or underestimating this new world she found herself in, she played it safe for now.
In these first few days she focused on the main areas. Soldier's Housing, Common Area, and Plebian Apartments. There appeared to be housing to the north of her Plebian resting place but it remained unvisited, while the Imperator traveled south to what she assumed was his lodgings.
Glimpses of others had crossed her path but she was lacking in introductions. Feeling comfortable enough to find her way back she decided to walk the border of the pack. This would allow her to acquaint herself more, while also adding her scent. Becoming one with a pack would take time, but anyway she could subconsciously make herself known she would take it. Any areas she felt might be considered fading she freshened as she patrolled.
RE: Over or Under - Medalina - December 22, 2022
the вук went, the пас followed, parallel.
one walked the canyon's edge, the other kept toes on pine-laden ground. it kept her step quiet, shadows nulled her bright color, winter wind hid her scent.
careless move, thoughtless sound, and the risk was angered teeth.
it was a small thing, but well-built. winter coat over fat muscle. didn't need to doubt, the pack it was of. their howls still echoed from the red dirt gorge.
medalina's stalked on, carefully watching the beast on its trek.