Meadow

The fjord stallion needed to get out. Ylva was doing a great job at caring for the herd as they mourn the loss of Sabela. Rayna was sticking close to her baby brother as well as to Ylva. Where did this leave him? Needing fresh air. Even though Sabela had been mute he feels the silence even more deadly then before. It was like the birds died too. So he plunged into the ocean and swam hard. Heading to the mainland. Maybe he could find some new herd members, they could help perhaps help others move on.

He shakes his pelt out so the water flys in all directions.

The grey dun stallion trots along the coast for a little before turning inland and heading for the meadow. He is just coming into the view of the mare as she gets back to her feet and he glances around. Then he calls out to her. Perhaps he could make a new friend, maybe if he was lucky she was homeless and would follow him home to the bay. However, he wasn't gonna get his hopes up. There were so many stallions around and some mares who were seeking new members themselves.

He comes to a stop near her but still giving her enough space to not feel crowded.hello, I am Liland of the bayHe says. One ear on her while the other listened for others who might show up.

LILAND