Braylen can see the strength in her even now, as a stranger still despite the knowledge of names. It brings a faint smile to his lips as he watches her quickly try to approuch his side and he stays still until he feels her touch and is certain she is aware of just where he is. Only then does he move on into the forest that seems so still and quiet verses its usual warm welcoming feel.
"I have not found another place like it." He agrees but does not elaborate on how far he has searched. So far he had only set foot on the Crossing and wandered the Forest territory, but soon he planned on changing that. Braylen wanted knowledge and the only way to acheive that would be to discover.
After taking her along a winding path through the frozen forest trees, Braylen comes to a stop along a stream's edge. Lowering his head he lightly paws at it to break the edge before he touches the cold surface with his lips and drinks. The chill that races down his throat and to his belly nearly makes him quiver but he surpresses it as he raises his head to reach out towards the painted mare. "This stream is one of the better drinking places if you are thirsty." He offers wondering if she would like to wash away the salt from their swim as he had.
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