Frey was getting tired. A full day of adventuring, of exploring, of learning would do that to you. He was creating a mental map of the Crossing itself, and the many trails that scarred it. In order to do tha, he needed to learn all of them, trace them all out as best he could. Heck, Frey didn’t even really know why he did it, only that the information would likely be useful to him someday. The colt would do his best to learn all of the other islands too, but that would likely prove more difficult. Still.
The colt’s step is long, quick, that of an excited child. He’s not yet accustomed to metering just how fast he’s moving, but he often casted a glance over his shoulder to make sure Pippin was still there. For how tired Frey was, the big bay was likely even worse off. Oh heavens-- the colt’s eyes flickered to his companion’s face. “Are you okay?” The words are colored with concern, hanging in the night air.
They walk in comfortable silence for a bit. Frey easily picks up one of the trails that would lead them directly back to the heart of the Lagoon, with big trees that would keep the wind from their backs. For once, Frey is glad that his father had gone away for the winter and left him here, else he might have some words for the child staying out so late. As the trail branched off from the Common, the sooty child looked to Pippin once more. “We aren’t far now,” maybe that would be some comfort, at least.
Pippin’s question has Frey quiet for a moment, thinking. The child slowed to walk beside the larger man down the wide trail. “Nah, I don’t think they’ll be mad. We can double check with Rade in the morning, or my dad if he’s back yet, if you want.” When was Tyr coming back? Winter would be over soon, and spring would hopefully bring the general back to the Lagoon. For now, he would train with Rade, and learn from him instead. Frey was excited about the idea of having a friend.
two. friesian x. sooty red roan. 17.3Hh.
Tyr x Kvothe
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