Posted on July 26, 2020 at 09:58:55 PM by Björn
 Diligently he waits beneath the boughs of the tall evergreen. His glacial eyes ever watchful. A frigid breeze rushes down the from the craggy, snowcapped mountains and pushes its cold tendrils into the fluff that now has begun to show itself. The winters in the Móðurland are fierce and frigid - not for the faint of heart nor the weak. His breath billows from his nostrils and plumes around him, a warning of the colder days that are to follow. Movement draws his glacial gaze and a smile tugs at the corner of his lips as he recognizes his Queen. Instantly, he launches into a ground-covering trot. Excitement vibrates his smoky hide. It is a different land than Atlantis - where there once was squawking macaws there is the rush of the wind through the tops of the pines. It is beautiful in its ruggedness. Muscles ripple with each stride - he is healthy and in his prime - he can feel it with each stride. She stands like a beacon on the shore, her russet coat stark against the dark grey ocean. But a movement draws his attention and instantly his ears lay against the sinew and muscles of his neck. Cullen. A warning bugle rips from his barred teeth as he quickens his step into a thunderous gallop. He catapults towards the duo, his glacial eyes smolder with anger as he catches the lies that Cullen spits into the air. He shoves himself between Cullen and his Queen. Rocks and clods of dirt scatter beneath his hooves as he slides to a halt and faces his opponent. His front hoof strikes out into the space between them and invites Cullen closer - just as he had done to Warsaw. "Our debt is paid in full you treacherous liar," he growls as his eyes narrow, "Our agreement was Kalayani and her foal for Nyimara. I insured that Kalayani made it to the Lagoon, what happened after that... is none of my business." His hoof strikes the ground and grinds the stones beneath it. "And as for Yazheen, she never showed her face in the Ridge." If an enemy is what Cullen wishes for - then who was Björn to deny him that? Bera Konung of the Inlet |
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