Falls

(Thought this might be interesting :3)

He was finally at a point in his recovery that he could travel again. The commons seemed like the perfect starting point to see how far he could go, but it turns out the falls were far enough. The grey King rests his body against a tree as he balances his weight off his sore leg. Scars from the war mark his chest and some of his face, all marking the old warrior he was. Many battles he has fought on these islands, but it had taken this long for him to finally feel some kind of comfort.

The sound of flowing water was soothing on his weary soul, but suddenly something disturbs his peace. Warsaw stood nodding off against the tree when his ears flicker at the sound of nearby movement. He was surprised at the scent that triggers an image into his memory and it was her image that stirs him awake. Honestly, he hadn't missed her one bit. Ylva hasn't been on his mind at all this past year. The only reason he had fought to win her back in the past was for possession reasons strickly.

But he knew Liland had felt something for her with how he fought to save her and Zjeena. Then Zjeena left him, his fighting with Rougaru increased greatly, and now he has just vanished. An unknown stallion has moved into the Bay and typically he would be off to visit him as soon as he got word of the move in, but he hasn't brought himself to meet the stranger. Maybe Ylva would have some insight into what happened to the Bay's previous owner.

Warsaw makes slow steps into the clearing where Ylva was lying awkwardly on the ground. She looked upset. "Cheer up you look like the world's just ended." He steps towards her. "I wonder," he begins with dark eyes wandering away from her form to the surrounding landscape. "if I still look like the monster now." He may have been rough with her, he may have never loved her, but at least he had never lied about his feeling.

He had never said pretty words to make her stay or pretended to be some kind of good guy. No, he ran on pure animal instincts, and part of those instincts meant fulfilling his stallion needs. Young Ylva had just ended up on the wrong island at a time he felt the need to overpower the young.