Meadow

Dancia..

Gone. The smell of her still triggers the memories, though short they were worth remembering. He sucks in a sharp breath, and with her... their unborn child. This most of all pains him, it kept him searching every inch of the crossing isle, only to find her stale scent and no other sign of her. It was as if she has disappeared into the muggy, summer air, only leaving behind her stale scent and the memories for him to cling to.

A sigh exits his lips, he accepts they are gone.

He pivots away from the water's edge, water dribbles down his whiskered chin, a refreshing drink on a smoldering summer's day. The water gurgles and babbles over the rocks, he is tempted to stay here within the shadows of the forest that borders the open meadow. He could drink is fill, avoid the smoldering heat, and nap the afternoon away, but decides against it. He has to keep searching for Dancia, he is afraid that she has been stolen away to another island or worst, left the Islands for her homeland.

He snaps his tail across his white splashed barrel, it chases a few biting insects from their afternoon snack. "Damned pesky insects." It seems on the hottest days they also sought refuge within the shadows of the trees. A movement catches his gaze, a mare, every step she takes, weary. She tromps through the grass and flowers, he watches her curiously, a single ear rotates in her direction. Sweat clings to her varnished coat, darkening sections of her coat into a deeper hue.She trudges into the shadows and leans heavily against a tree, her body language clearly says, piss off.

Björn, steps in her direction, curious to see how this newcomer will respond to him. He sidles up to a tree near her, a smirk plays at his whiskered lips. He has been worrying for too long, it was time for him to have a bit of fun. "The name's Björn... willin' to make a trade?" The words slip off of his tongue smoothly, except for the slight Nordic accent, that fades with each day. He wonders if the varnished girl will take the bait... will she want to hear what he has to offer?

Her name... for a cool drink of water?