Björn where innocence is burned in flames
Glacial eyes pass over them, both a mirror of one another. Nya just with her feminine curves and a mischievous glint in her dark chocolate eyes. She gives her father a final nuzzle of affection and a promise to visit soon, and like that she sets off toward the Ridge. Björn gives Rougaru a simple nod of his thick head. "I will be seeing you soon." he says gruffly beforeRe(1): Not all who wander are lost; following after Nya.
War broods ominously on the horizon, a promise of the bloodbath that is about to rain down upon all of them. He could feel the anxious buzz in the air, it tickles his smoky hide, warning him of what is to come. The changing of the seasons was at hand, he can feel it in the brisk morning air. Even Atlantis was not to be spared from the cool airs that blew down from the frigid north.
His eyes remain on Nya as she frolics playfully ahead of him, scattering birds and they cry their protest as they take flight. A smile tugs at his lips as he watches her, her silver white tail bellowing at behind her, the luscious curves of her supple hips and the grace in which she places each hoof. He does not hurry behind her, but lets her take in every expanse of rock and boulder, bush and palm tree.
As they cross the border into the Ridge, she finally slows, and turns to look upon him. Her silvery mane bellows around the soft curves of her face, her eyes twinkle with excitement, and her body vibrates with energy. Tick tock, tick tock. She says impatiently with a playful tone lingering on every word. "Nya, we now have nothing but time." he says just above a whisper as he closes the distance between them. His pink whiskered muzzle reaches to touch the supple skin of her shoulder, just wanting to feel her energy vibrating beneath it. Her honey sweet aroma floods his senses, she was now his.
"We can always meet the others later, I am in no hurry." he says with a mischievous grin touching his pink lips. He craves just for them to be alone, the others will meet her soon enough.
Icelandic mutt - Grullo Sabino - Stallion - 14.3 hh - Dögun x Freya
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