Meadow

Earlier in the day his Daughter Adelia and a few others had shown up in the bay. His daughter was depressed and saddened because her mate, her love had died from the wounds he had sustained as well as the long ardourous swim they had taken to get to the bay. He left his daughter in the care of the mare for the moment that had traveled with her. He had to get out and think in privet now. He knew his son Adolfo was dead and apart of him was sad for it but his son had gone in a worse direction then any of his children.

He came ashore in the meadow and was traveling when he noticed a lone mare wash ashore not far from where he had. She looked rather beraggled and he just watched her and soon headed diagnally to where she was walking. When he came to her she was foraging under the snow for grass. He nickers to her.Hello, I am Liland are you alright? You look as if you had a hard swimHe says coming closer and extending his muzzle in greeting.