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[chickendiva25]

Leyona perked her ears up, lifting her head and looking around for the source of the noise. She began a slow run towards Milo, almost completely quiet as she ran.

 

[Gerbil]

"Leyona" he panted, "I know you are there"

 

[chickendiva25]

"Um, okay?" Leyona said as she appeared out of the tall grasses. "I wasn't trying to be hiding anways." Said Leyona, swishing her tail back and forth. "Anways, hello Milo, long time no see."

 

[Gerbil]

"Well you certainly weren't letting your presence be known very well, it has been" Milo laughed, arching into a stretch and standing, "quite a long time"

 

[chickendiva25]

"Yes indeed," Leyona said thoughtfully. "I see you've been getting used to the life of a Nomad, eh?"

 

[Gerbil]

"You could say that, but does one ever get used to it?"

 

[chickendiva25]

Leyona shrugged. "I've been one my entire life, so you could say I've gotten used to it."

 

[Gerbil]

He let the air rumble with soft purr out of his lungs and shrugged, "I guess it's just life, how have you fared?"

 

[chickendiva25]

"Oh, quite well I suppose. I'm just on my way to see my family actually."

 

[BirdNut]

A sharp bark split the silence, followed with a myriad of beastly snarls, growls, and yips. Fleetpack's afternoon hunt was very gainful and the hunt leader, Boitumelo, wore a slightly swaggering half-grin as he took a glance from the soldiers he'd worked so hard to train. The dogs imbedded their bloodstained jaws into the neck of their kill, a large impala, and dragged the massive buck along the ground in a team effort, small clouds of dust billowing up behind them. Boitumelo led them back home with a lordly carriage.