[PRP] Along the Road - Eulalia T x Alistair D

[Avid_RPer18]

Having been given leave to explore surrounding areas for new sources of more herbs and flowers that aren't so commonly available in and around her home village, Eulalia packed up some supplies and provisions and set off that day. While she knew the landmarks of the surrounding villages and some of the nearby herd stomping grounds, she wanted to venture away from there to see if she'd find any more success. Of course, there was also the unstated expectation to keep looking for her own next steps, but she knew that. She was looking, she was. The gentle nudging was good natured, but she didn't need the consistent reminding. Some space to breathe and think was welcome.

The fledgling medic had left with first light and had kept in the direction she set herself for the majority of the day. Now, as the sun was starting to creep toward the horizon and the sky began to take on pinks and purples in the fading day, Eulalia stood atop of a rise overlooking a quiet valley below. She was waiting to see if she could see any light sources or smoke curling up from fires from camps, herds, or villages that may be peppered amid the trees. If her inkling to check didn't work out, she'd simply go try to find someplace to have a meal and bed down for the night. Ideally, there'd be an inn or other place she could find lodging, but if not, it would be far from the first time she's had to bed down under the stars. If she could find a local or someone more familiar with the area, she could get pointers or ideas of where and what to do next. Regardless of her pondering ahead over the possibilities of the next few hours, the view of the sunset from the overlook was a welcome break after all of her walking. A thoughtful hum escaped her as Eulalia took a glance around. She had a pretty good vantage of the area, sitting down wouldn't change her view too much. With a flick of her tail, she rocked to sit. This would do for the time being.

Fatal Irony

Here you go! heart Do let me know if I need to add or tweak anything. c:

 

[Fatal Irony]

Alistair adjusted his flower crown and picked up the large basket laden with fresh flowers from his mother's garden and headed out along a well-worn path. Their pleasant little cottage was nestled between several well-tended gardens containing different varieties of flowers, tended to mostly by his mother though he and his sister grew up contributing. She taught them about the different varieties and why she plants them in the groups she chooses so they help keep the soil nutrient rich. He knew more about soil than he cared to admit. And now he sold the flowers along the roads and paths that spread out in all directions, and to the town that was close by.

He enjoyed this task, as it afforded him time to himself as well as the opportunity to meet others and hear their stories. He spent the day chatting and selling and by the time the sun was setting his basket was empty, but his heart was full. He started back towards home, his heart light and a new tune he'd heard in town was playing in his head as he hummed along. The shadows began to lengthen around him as he approached a familiar hill that marked home, though at a second glance there appeared to be another taur atop it. Strange, most people have found lodging this late in the day. He continued up the hill, hailing the taur at the top out of politeness. Sneaking up on people was incredibly rude.

"Hello there Traveler! It's a bit late to be out, have you lost your way?"

Avid_RPer18

I'm so sorry for the wait!!