Rougaru is careful to keep his pace short to allow the small boned black Arabian to keep up. He knows that the swim from the main island to Salem is a long one and hard even without the seasons involvement. However, now that winter was upon them, the travel was even more difficult. Thankfully, unlike with Tinvuel or some of the other islands, they would not run into any drifting ice or snow... but the waters were still choppy and the travel slow.

When finally he felt his hooves touch down onto the soft pliable sands of the Salem beach, he could not have been more relieved. Excitement burns through his veins as the stallion prances from the shallows and halts just above the reach of the crashing waves. Here he shakes himself, long waterlogged cream locks snapping loudly back and forth against the sides of his dark chocolate neck. Once more he plants the smug smile on his face and turns to fix his eyes on Swift, letting his gaze travel over the curves and contours of her lithe frame, ensuring that she had indeed arrived tired perhaps, but unscathed.

"Welcome home little bird." he remarks, a playful gleam dancing in his eyes as for a moment he lets his youth shine through. He prances towards her once more, his thick muscular neck curling as his muzzle presses against his chest, defining the rippling muscles of his shoulders as he halts at her side, ears perked. "Care for a guided tour? The oasis is not far."