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A terrible day for rain



Haydée

"I'll Rise Up"

Vedia
Sage

Master Fighter (320)

Master Intellectual (305)

An icon representing the specialty Bard Bard

age
3 Years
gender
Female
gems
906
size
Extra small
build
Balanced
posts
305
player
Hermes

ScarredDouble MasterRapid Poster - SilverSamhain 2022
04-18-2024, 12:58 AM

With the takeover of Norad, Haydée has been busy making sure that all the refugees have a safe, warm place to stay within Ethne borders. Day in and day out, the young Leader has spent every waking moment she has trying her best to help the displaced wolves feel welcomed and loved here. Today, the young Leader peels herself away her duties in favor of going to walk along the nearby beach to help clear her head and remind her of the beauty around her.

Clouds loom on the horizon and the smell of rain is heavy the air as the woman gracefully trots down the beach, enjoying the magnificence in the way the sun hits the water and the sounds of gulls crying their hunger above her. Yes, there is beauty in everything if one simply stops to look around and Haydée cannot stop the warm smile that curls her lips. Baecette’s passing has taught her to she has to slow down and enjoy the moments that she has while she has them and that is precisely what she is doing.

Short legs happily eat up the distance as she meanders along, aimless, yet joyful to just be here. A form appears on the horizon, head down and shoulders drawn in and Haydée can almost see the dark cloud that seems to be hanging over the stranger’s head. They do not bare the scent of a pack and, with the clouds that are swiftly rolling with the promise a hell of a storm, the young woman quietly makes up her mind. Thinking of the stranger’s wellbeing, the russet woman moves toward him and releases a soft ‘woof’ to alert him of her presence.

Once she is close enough to talk to him without having to shout, Haydée jovially says, “Tut, tut. It looks like rain.” A smile, warm and genuine tugs her lips up as she slows to a stop a respectful distance from the man. Head cants slightly to the side as she gently says, “Hey Mister, you seem to have something on your mind. Are you okay?” The male is taller than her but she approaches him without fear, her stance open, relaxed, and as nonthreatening as she can possibly be, wishing only to help the wayward soul she has found on this stormy day.


"Haydée Kedieo"


"Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.”
Haydée has a male northern cardinal named Chanson and a female fossa named Manon. They are always close by.





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