Pulling his drenched silhouette from the icy sea Lyden stood for a moment to shake off as much water from him as he possibly could. Breathing out with pale nostrils wide his acoustics moved backwards listening for Zhenya to follow behind him. He had lead her the short way to the forest where most of their trip was on land and forcing themselves into the rage of the sea was only for a few yards. Going this way saved from freezing in the water and personally Lyden preferred it

Looking back to watch the newest addition to the forest Lyden offered a kind smile wondering if she choose to stay how she’d fair with the rest of the herd including Jabberwocky. Zhenya from what he’d learned so far was very spirited and demanded respect which most would. He however feared that she would demand attention or even be treated differently from the rest of the herd and of course each of his mares are different and desire different things our pale king is curious if he would be able to please her desires

”beyond this shoreline and thick foliage is pines and then it opens up to a valley where a few willows stand.” pausing as he issued for her to follow along trying to ensure that she wouldn’t get cold Lyden looked around curious as to if any of the rest of the herd would greet them. Perhaps if one did and Zhenya clicked with them it would coax her into staying, however gandy would just flat out ask like she did to Azazel and he has a funny feeling that Gandy and Zhenya would either love one another dislike each other. ”where would you like to see m’dear?” his question lingered as they began to go through the foliage with the trail that had been run down with how much it was traveled.