A heavy sigh escaped his pink lips as he gazed across the common areas of the largest land mass in the cluster of islands. It had been years since he'd called this archipelago home, and in that time he'd had many adventures indeed. With his second daughter, Eve, he'd swam, ran, lingered. All in the hopes of finding his Lilika. Their efforts had been futile. The blue roan had not left a single trace. Were it not for Eve, Gnome would wonder if she had ever existed at all.
And so, he had come back to where it had all began again. They had reconnected here and maybe some small part of him hoped that they could meet by chance for a third time. Sadly, he'd said goodbye to his beautiful daughter and trudged to the sea, pointing himself in the direction of his former home. Perhaps someday she would join him again, but for now it was time for Eve to pave her own way.
He'd just landed upon the shore of the large isle, and now shook the chilly droplets from his rust and white hide before continuing on to the meadow. Looking out with his odd-colored eyes, he scanned for the blue roan out of habit. Her familiar form was, of course, not present. Sadness still lingering in his chest, he proceeded to a patch of grass that was still lush. Bending his face to the green steams, he picked at them half-heartedly, knowing that he needed to eat in preparation for the cold to come.