Stood just within the jungle's shadows, brilliant glacial blues drawing in the still world about him. He took note of every rocky outcropping and every detail of the sandy shores that spread out before him. The deep turquoise waters with its vibrant ocean dwellers - flourishing beneath the crushing waves and within the rippling ocean pools. Brilliant colored macaws took flight above him, their voices echoing within the dark jungles, drawing his gaze upward and from his thoughtfulness.
"Sio,"
He watched the skyfaring Macaws for a moment before movement further down the sandy shore drew his attention. Warily he watched the intruder step through the frothing sea and onto his shore and began to shake the water from their tawny and white splashed coat - a smile ghosted across his lips.
Ahh Litla systir! (little sister) Relief flooded his body as stepped from beneath the jungle's canopy and into the brilliant sunshine.
The sands shifted beneath his hooves as he trotted across the beach and swooped towards his littlest sister. But the happiness in his chest did not last long as he neared her, noticing the puffiness of her eyes and the sobs that instantly began to shudder her shoulders. He could not shake the feeling that something had happened on their visit North.
He slowed to a walk then slid to a halt and wrapped his muscled neck around her own.
"Skadi.. Hvað er það? (What is it?)"his words are gentle - just above a whisper. He could feel the shuddering of her sobs as they wracked her body.
"Hvar er systir þín? (Where is your sister?)" he asked as his brows furrowed. His sister is hot headed and tended to get herself into trouble - more often then not - that he had to rescue her from. He pulled away from their embrace so he could look into her tear filled eyes as she tried to gather her compusure, tried to stiffle her sobs.
~ F l o k í