Spring, 50 A.V. 8 Bells into the day.
A short while away from the road leading into Zeltiva, in a small clearing in the trees. Thaurn's wagon stood, the cover coated in a very thin layer of dew. Surrounding the wagon was quite long grass everywhere, with flowers and small tufts of longer grass - alongside small scurrying rodents and a gathering of insects. There were two large rocks near to edge of the clearing furthest from the road, at the base of a fully-grown tree. The wagon's entrance was pointed towards the road. To the right hand side of it ( viewing from the road ) was a grey and white horse covered with a hooded blanket, Fraey. Fraey was still partially asleep and had sat herself very slightly underneath the wagon itself, a halter tied very loosely around her neck. Inside of the wagon was the large, locked chest Thaurn used for storage - just above his head, a few things hung from the inside of the wooden frame and a small selection of tools, including a sledgehammer, stood next to the chest.The rucksack full of winter clothes Thaurn kept was tucked in the crook of his neck as a makeshift pillow, his Kris poking out a tiny bit from underneath it. Thaurn was laying in his bedroll with just his underwear, his clothes from the day before discarded beside his chest. As the wagon cover let through a faint glow, Thaurn stirred.
Deep breathing began as Thaurn rolled onto his back with a groan and a wide, moment stopping yawn, and he slowly sat himself up - disturbing his bedroll as he did. His arms came up as he took another deep breath, he bent them and braced them behind his head - pushing forwards with both to free his muscles from their slumber. Slowly relaxing his arms again to his sides, Thaurn stood up pushed his hips forwards, freeing the muscles in his legs in the same way. As if freed from all feelings of tiredness, Thaurn immediately started to roll up his bedroll and then place it to the left of his large chest. He walked around to it's right side and picked up his black, ramie trousers - pulling them up over each leg in turn and then pulling them up to cover his bottom half, buttoning them together. Thaurn then picked up his belt and looped it around his waste, buckling it tightly together around the top of his trousers. He quickly opened and reached into the pouch closest to his front and produced a key from it, placing it into the lock and turning it left - freeing the pins and popping the lock open. He removed the lock from the key with his free hand and let it drop to the floor. Reaching into the chest, he produced the animal grooming kit he had and walked out of the wagon leisurely.
Fraey pushed down with his front hooves and lifted herself up and out from underneath the wagon, forcing air out of her nose and turning to greet Thaurn. With an easy voice, Thaurn responded "Hey, shhh" and slowly ran his right hand up her snout and round to the right side of her neck, walking round to follow his hand's lead. He stroked her a few times and then slowly placed the kit onto the ground. Opening it, he produced a small brush in his left hand and then passed it to his right, beginning to run it over the mane that hung down over her neck. Fraey's breathing became rhythmic and regular as a sign of contentment and she kept her head fairly still as Thaurn brushed her hair tenderly. Dropping the brush into the kit again, Thaurn then went to removing the blanket from Fraey. The hood was flat against her back so Thaurn simply slid the blanket off over her rump, he shook the blanket and folded it messily in half - tucking it underneath his arm and walking round to the entrance of the wagon, throwing it in. He then walked back around to Fraey and took a smaller brush from the kit, slowly brushing all over her body. |
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