9th Spring 516, A.V.
Jasmine got up stretching out trying to wake up still very tired. The woman had not slept well since the events of the past season. Her "father" had destroyed the only family she had ever known, then there was the trip to fight the slavers. Though she was not sure that anyone other than the Watch members knew completely what had been going on. Thankfully she was no longer waking up in the middle of the night screaming. The nightmares came yet they no longer woke her up. Sighing gently she stood up and walked out of the pavilion tying back the flap to the tent looking out. A soft snore caught her ears, turning the woman saw Haven on her back legs in the air snoring away still asleep. Shaking her head Jasmine stepped inside and quickly got changed before grabbing her brush. Sitting down cross legged the blonde worked on getting her hair brushed out wincing pulling out a large knot.
Rubbing her head making a face the woman got up one last time putting the brush away. Once everything was away Jasmine walked out and spotted Chaser was now up and grazing stretching out and waking as well. Walking over the woman clicked her tongue causing him to look towards her. Smiling gently the blonde let him smell her hand before mounting out bareback not wanting to deal with the yvas. She had no plans of going hunting, but instead of checking with some hunting partners from the past several seasons about future hunts. Using her leg the rider got the stallion headed towards the Amethyst clan area. No matter how many times she came to the clan her throat seemed to tighten thinking of her siblings. Jasmine held no love for the man she once called father or the woman who had lied to her. Weaving their way through the tents Chaser snorted as they appeared at the Dawnwhisper Pavilion. Sitting back the stallion stopped allowing the woman to swing down. Walking up to the open tent she peered inside. Not seeing anyone the blonde heard something on the other side of the tent. Going around a very amusing sight caught the woman's eye. A young strider about a year of age if Jasmine had to guess not listening to a newly bonded rider/non bonded rider.
"Hello. Sorry for disturbing you. I was looking for Naiya, but I would like to help if I can," Jasmine called slowly walking up to the pair.
Jasmine got up stretching out trying to wake up still very tired. The woman had not slept well since the events of the past season. Her "father" had destroyed the only family she had ever known, then there was the trip to fight the slavers. Though she was not sure that anyone other than the Watch members knew completely what had been going on. Thankfully she was no longer waking up in the middle of the night screaming. The nightmares came yet they no longer woke her up. Sighing gently she stood up and walked out of the pavilion tying back the flap to the tent looking out. A soft snore caught her ears, turning the woman saw Haven on her back legs in the air snoring away still asleep. Shaking her head Jasmine stepped inside and quickly got changed before grabbing her brush. Sitting down cross legged the blonde worked on getting her hair brushed out wincing pulling out a large knot.
Rubbing her head making a face the woman got up one last time putting the brush away. Once everything was away Jasmine walked out and spotted Chaser was now up and grazing stretching out and waking as well. Walking over the woman clicked her tongue causing him to look towards her. Smiling gently the blonde let him smell her hand before mounting out bareback not wanting to deal with the yvas. She had no plans of going hunting, but instead of checking with some hunting partners from the past several seasons about future hunts. Using her leg the rider got the stallion headed towards the Amethyst clan area. No matter how many times she came to the clan her throat seemed to tighten thinking of her siblings. Jasmine held no love for the man she once called father or the woman who had lied to her. Weaving their way through the tents Chaser snorted as they appeared at the Dawnwhisper Pavilion. Sitting back the stallion stopped allowing the woman to swing down. Walking up to the open tent she peered inside. Not seeing anyone the blonde heard something on the other side of the tent. Going around a very amusing sight caught the woman's eye. A young strider about a year of age if Jasmine had to guess not listening to a newly bonded rider/non bonded rider.
"Hello. Sorry for disturbing you. I was looking for Naiya, but I would like to help if I can," Jasmine called slowly walking up to the pair.
The Clan is Strength.
The Clan is Life.
The Clan is Life.