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Post by Adele "Dele" Black on Jan 2, 2013 10:21:10 GMT -6
Brown furred boots crushed the icy surface beneath her very feet as she pulled the black heavy coat tighter around her for the very warmth that the fur inner lining inside the coat gave but more grateful that the wide brim hood that casted a ending darkness over creamy pale features kept her face protected from the harsh climate, but long wisps of black curls escaped and drifted into the winter breeze.
The boots thudded lightly against the stairs as she made her way into the Black Families Farm House but came with the prize of being lone but kept her busy from the thoughts that cursed her mind. The farm had plenty of work which helped get through so much but finger toyed with the necklace around her neck as watched the men hard work.
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Post by Darcassan on Jan 14, 2013 22:23:18 GMT -6
Darcassan watched everything that was going on from the trees. Forming a few quick movements as he now stood with perfect balance on the fence and watched the men work. He had recalled this to be the farm so spoke of and had spoken of, she had wanted him to come and see it.
Dressed in white leathers from head to toe. He didnt really feel the harsh weather but the white leatgers helped him to blend into the snow if he needed to. Looking around and spotted who he was looking for. Lightly resting both hands into the pockets and waited for her to feel he was there.
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