There was something beautiful when the leaves shifted. She had only arrived at the tail end of summer but even she had to admit what she had seen of this place was beautiful. Admittedly though she had not been as bold as she had wished to be. There seemed to be a hint of danger to certain areas, it was almost as if her conscience persuaded her to avoid these areas even if only for the time being, perhaps she would stumble across someone who could tell her more about the islands and if there was any true danger or if it were simply irrational ideas she made up on her own. Tempest moved to the roaring waters, basking in the sun's rays. It was growing a little too chilly to lounge in the water just for the reason of being able to. Idly she roamed the grounds closest to the water hoping to stumble upon someone but being reserved enough not to press into anyone's personal space. Despite everything, Tempest knew to be cautious but polite, it wouldn’t do well to make enemies on purpose. Shaking out her mane she shifted her pace slowing to a walk before finding a reasonably pleasant-looking spot. Folding her knees beneath her the fem decided to lay down. Stretching out her neck she shifted to her back and rolled for a few moments. This was definitely a good enough place to call home, though her thoughts roamed to some semblance of companionship. The little mare was nice enough but she had a mission to carry out and that left her alone. Tempest was no stranger to it, but it did leave a sense of longing for what might have been and even what could be. |