Thread: Alpha and Omega (SilverDreamer x JacksAreWild)

Azura listened and watched carefully as if Sasha was spoke her name through fear of pending death rather than because she had simply requested her to do so. As Sasha nodded at her words that a visit to Miss Esme's would be fine she seemed to eager and ready to face the challenges that lay ahead. While Azura appeared so calm and steadfast she did simply wish to run back into her home and refuse point blank to leave. Yet she had been trained to not give into such emotions and fears. The care of the pack and it's future came first. In binding her pack with that of Dacia would open up trading routes, gain security and protection and it also made sure the blood lines would remain strong and without genetic flaws that developed within packs that constantly bred within itself. She was no longer a cub and had no reason to act like such and yet as Sasha reached forward and gripped what few items she was taking with her she felt her own grip strengthen around the straps momentarily. It was all she had left that would remain as her and that would be of her life here but after a few moments she became aware of what she was doing and released the straps carefully so not to caught Sasha to end up stumbling backwards out of balance. Thank you Sasha. She whispered faintly and coolly as she watched her carry the bags with more ease than she would of been able to. She followed Sasha to her family's stables and smiled broadly for the first time up at her horse. Her horse was a thoroughbred Frisian, almost entirely pure black in colour but for a tiny dot of white just between and above his eyes and what looked to be white socks just above his hoofs on three of his legs. He had never meant to be Azura's because of the markings but it had been one of the few times she had stood up to her father at the age of thirteen seasons, after she had cared for Three Socks for two seasons. The argument had ended with her locking herself in the stables for three days and only she was certain under her mother influence did her father agree to let her keep him. She reached a hand up to stroke her fingers through his mane as she examined Sasha critically as she began to attach her bags to Three Socks. She was mildly surprised when she checked them once, twice and then a third as if she was fearful the bags were going to suddenly leap for freedom of there own accord the moment she looked away from them. Azura quietly whispered sounds to Three Sock's that made no sense but seemed to calm him down. Yet his unmarked hoof twitched with excitement. He could sense an adventure coming but also his owner's inner distress and blew a sharp breath of air against her cheek. Azura looked to Sasha as she spoke of her interesting past and a small smile fluttered across her lips. Interesting was the most politically correct and civil way it could be put but she made no remark to the understatement. Her silvery gaze met Sasha's blue head on as the promise left the guards lips and Azura nodded firmly at her words. If there was one thing that could never be questioned about Sasha, it was her loyalty to a task. Well I shall hope that this journey shall be without danger to either of us. She looked to Sasha's hand as she offered to help her up and though Azura knew she could mount the horse alone she felt this was not the time to make Sasha feel unwanted or disrespected. She accepted the aid gracefully and in one smooth motion lifted her left leg up and slipped onto the horse without a moments pause. She looked to Sasha as she climbed up and had only let the guard out of her sight for a second when she felt the woman get up and seemed to slide...She looked down to the guard and the soft plume of dust that rose around her and her horses legs. Perhaps her hope of a safe journey had come too soon or perhaps too late. She dared not open her mouth in case a laugh came out or the question on how she had managed to turn such a simple act into an accident. As she spoke of being okay Azura almost sighed with regret. At least if Sasha had hurt herself she would of been unable to carry on the task and she would of been placed in far more experienced hands. Yet her features remained almost stone like expect for the look of concern that had crossed them briefly. She nodded her head slightly at Sasha's words of her walking. As you wish. Let us get to Miss Esme's. Perhaps she shall have a lucky charm or two for us. We are going to need all that she has at this rate... She thought to herself as she gently gripped the reigns and indicated for Three Socks to begin moving. She kept him under control so that they did not go too fast and leave Sasha behind but moved at a gentle pace.