Jasiri's legs churned through the cold water as she swam closer to the dark, craggy cliffs. The ocean flowed between two large sections of the rocks, and she pushed to swim into the entrance. The silver's ears flattened against her head as she imagined the slightly curved, reaching bluffs clamping down and swallowing her whole. She continued to swim through the opening, not hesitating even though her heart beat rapidly against her ribs. She shivered as a harsh breeze rushed over the water and landscape to ruffle her mane and send her blonde locks flying. She didn't like the cold. Still, as she reached the rocky beach and observed how the rocks flattened into a tundra, she knew she would adapt. After all, it was in her Percheron blood.

The draft poked around on the beach in search of anything interesting, but grew bored after a few minutes. She turned towards the tundra and broke into a quick trot. Her stride carried her over small streams that appeared to trickle down the rocky mountains and flow either into the ocean or any of the pockets of water she passed by. Grass peeked up between the scattered rocks and packed dirt. She grimaced and hoped it tasted better than it looked. It would be hard enough to simply survive, she couldn't imagine having to carry and raise a foal here! She shook her long nose and scanned the area. She could see a dense forest spreading faraway across most of the horizon, and more cliffs on either side of the trees. She assumed that a herd lived in the forest and had no reason to come further out into this desolate area.

Her eyes flicked to what looked like a bleached rock. She considered the strange shape for a moment before shifting into a light canter to approach it. She soon realized it wasn't a rock at all, but it took her a surprisingly long time to realize it was another horse. Her ears perked in surprise. Could this horse be living here? She certainly couldn't claim this land as her own if that was the case, and once she slowed to a stop close enough to see the scars littering the massive stallion's body, she knew better than to fight over such an unforgiving territory. She suppressed a grin as she examined his pleasing greying body and flicked her tail as nonchalantly as possible. As much as she liked his broad frame and how he nearly loomed over her, she wasn't about to reveal it until they were on good terms. "Habari," she greeted. "What are you doing in this forsaken tundra?"

JASIRIsilver bay roan of the Inlet