Chase the Winds (open/QR)

[Charlie-Mack Jolly]

Charlie didn't much care for mounted combat, but what she really loved was taking her favorite horse out for a ride every week or so. Sometimes she would take him out daily but Christmas had been keeping her super busy. Today was a fairly warm day as far as winter was considered. It was about fifty or so degrees and from the long winters that she had weathered in New York and in England. "Hey there, been a while hasn't it? I missed you loads Rune." The white and brown horse nickered and nuzzled his nose into her hands. Charlie brought out an apple she had pilfered from lunch earlier and gave it to the eager horse. It nudged her back as she went to get a brush to start brushing the coat and tail to make sure that Rune was good to go.

Charlie set to oiling the saddle and started to hum a song. Rune bobbed his head, as if he was approving of the song taht she was singing. "Things have been quite interesting lately." Charlie said to Rune before spreading more hay down in the stall for him. There was an Ares girl that was in charge of the stables, she had made it clear that if people were gonna take out the horses they had to take care of them. Charlie really didn't mind taking care of Rune, brushing out his tail and mane, spreading out more hay, it was easy to do and a bit theraputic to boot. Besides other then Fiona and Allan and Archer, Rune was the only horse that she could really talk to and not bother to give her something she didn't want to hear. It was nice to just talk out her problems to someoen and come to a conclusion all on her own.

Maybe she should talk to her sister or work out her agressions out in the arena. But to be quite frank, Cole, the Arena Master, scared her and she wasn't quite sure how to talk to her sister even though she had been much more help than anyone else she talked to. That's what sisters were for. She loved her nephew and he was great, but Charlie didn't know how her sister managed to keep up with the little tazmanian devil. Charlie continued to hum and stroke the horse with a brush.

[Xayn Collins]

Although Pegasus fell under his father’s jurisdiction, Xayn had never really ridden one because he was afraid it would take to the sky with him on it. Xayn was terrified of flying and for good reason, and it was a pretty rational fear as well being a son of Poseidon and his dad’s brother Zeus not exactly liking him in the skies, although on a Pegasus things might be different but Xayn wasn’t willing to risk it. Xayn had been at camp for a while now and was trying not to alienate himself anymore. He’d made friends, other then with the horses but he had a connection with horses that other demigods his age couldn’t compete with. Xayn had headed down to the stables after a swim in the ocean racing against one of the Oceanids who Xayn could probably guarantee cheated, not that he minded. His hair was still wet and slick with water that occasionally made a bead of water drip down his neck and was dressed in a blue tee shirt with a shark fin on it that said “shark bait” on it and a pair of gray board shorts with flip flips, his feet covered in sand. Around his waist was a leather belt with a small pouch attached to the back that housed a boomerang and a collapsible chakram.

He hadn’t expected anyone to be in the stables at this time of the day really but he wasn’t completely surprised to hear soft humming coming from inside as he got closer. As he walked inside he smiled lightly at the horses who chattered quite loudly at him as he passed by but his mind was more focused on the music that he heard. It turned out to be coming from a young blond female demigod who from the looks of the back of her head looked about his age. He leaned against a support beam and listened to her hum for a while, the horse she was brushing was enjoying the music as well. “He seems to be enjoying your song” Xayn said.

[Charlie-Mack Jolly]

There was a sudden voice and a comment about Rune enjoying the song that she was humming. It was a song that her grandfather had taught her when she was just five years old. It sounded much better with words. It was her favorite lullaby and now that she was at the camp where things were just so unreal, the unicorn song seemed a bit ironic. She turned to see the blond haired son of Posiedon standing behind her. Xayn was someone she was friendly with and had hung out with him around the camp fire in the common area between the cabins every so often. He was pretty cool. "Hey Xayn, haven't seen you around for a while." Charlie said with a smile as she untangled a knot in Rune's mane. "I'm glad Rune likes the song. He's my favorite horse here."

Charlie regarded Xayn's wet hair and shark bait tee-shirt with a smile. "Been out in the ocean? How's the surfing?" She asked. "Bet the water is frigid, you want something to warm you up with?" She offered her thermos of hot water that she could change into anything, almost anything. Charlie cared about the son of Posiedon, in a friendly way. Xayn was much better company then her hungover demi-god brothers any day. "I like to care for Rune, he's so spirited. But I have to ask, is Rune really his name or is it just something that was posted on his stall?" Charlie was curious about whether or not she was calling the horse its proper name. If she wasn't she would start doing so.