Mar. 10th, 2011

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Near the southern border of North Carolina, Open

She held her hands out and stared at the pile of letters in them until they slipped away to their destination. Several to her son's charges, one to her son, and one to her son's boss. It was a little ritual she did the day after she sent a letter to her daughter. It only bothered her that they couldn't send things straight back, so she tried to keep the timing exact so that she could pick up anything waiting for her in return.

The horses attached to her trailer cropped absently at the brush around them, although they fit the modern definition of horses they were more of a goat/lizard hybrid and she adored every scale on their lanky bodies. Long lived, able to eat anything that wandered into their mouths, and yet too laid back to go hunting. When she brought something down, she just made sure to give them the offal and some of the meat and they were content with that.

Arebah kicked back, letting the sun hit her face as she waited until time to check her message places for anything clients or family left for her. Many of the towns around the South called her in for contract writing and she pretty much planned her yearly itinerary around those towns and the yearly hibernation. This past year she'd spent it with her daughter.