~ you carry both lightning and thunder
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Leave them alone! the young Siguršr had screamed, but his voice faltered. Why were they hear? Why had they come to the Ridge? But he didn't have to wonder long when the Lagoon boss found him and a wicked grin turned his lips upward. In that moment, he felt his blood run cold and his breath refused to leave his lungs. They had came here for him. They had killed Osiris because they wanted him. In shock he had went with them. Almost as if the will to fight had fled into the still afternoon air.
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The yearling heir trots the length of the sandy shore. The hardened sands beneath his hooves shift and move with each stride. Bicolored mane bellows out from his arching neck and an excited nicker leaves his lips. Beneath the pastel colors of the early morning sun he had entered the frothy sea and swam to the crossing. He watched in admiration as the Isles around him were brushed in pale pinks, vibrant oranges, and brilliant yellows; it is something he will never grow tired of.
Nostrils flare as the fresh smells of spring waft around him, the sweet smell of flowers and wet earth. He lets a squeal slip from his lips as he angles his body away from the ocean and down the well worn path that leads inland.
The trees whoosh by him in a blur, he is on a mission to see this meadow that father had told him about. As the dense forest opens up he slides to a halt and his mouth falls agape. It is just as his father had said it was! There are a few horse who mill around, but besides that... there are knee high flowers, grasses that wave beneath the soft spring breeze and a girl rolling? She seems so content to just sprawl in the grasses and itch herself. A snort vibrates his pink nostrils as he dares to venture closer.
Ears stand erect within his onyx mane and curiosity fills his crystal blue eyes.
"Are you new here?" he asks with a tilt of his crown. "And does that really feel that good?" he asks as a chuckle begins to bubble into his throat and bursts from his lips.
Siguršr - Icelandic mutt - Yearling - Silver Grullo Sabino Chimera
Heir of the Ridge