Desert

Winter in the Desert was not nearly as mild as he remembered. Though he had seen his fair share of occasional freezes and dustings of snow drape itself over Paradise from time to time, what lay on the bare rock and sand here was far different and common for the winter months if the old nomads he passed from time to time could be believed. Thick, saucer-like hooves crunch over the thin layer of frost and ice that clings to the red desert sand. Hot vapor rises from his nostrils like smoke rising from a sleeping dragon. He inhales a deep breath of the cold morning air and exhales with a contented sigh. Peaceful. The beast hated that but he does not mind it, especially here.

The audible snap of another’s tail catches his keen ears and causes his head to turn towards the east where he can just make out the dark form of Sinaet wandering in seemingly aimless fashion. Dark mahogany ears perk forward amid the windswept tangle of his creamy forelock as he watches her silently for a moment. Of all those that remained with him, Sinaet is the most mysterious of them all. Though Canis was proof enough of their coupling, she did not linger beneath his shadow as Vanya did, nor did she notably proclaim her hatred of him as Titania was known for. Unlike Calypso, the old Calypso mind you, she did not shimmer like a breakable pearl and balk at his rough demeanor. She was…. Sinaet.

He nickers to her gently in greeting as his feathered legs change direction and navigate him down the frosted path marked by her own exploring hoofprints. When he is near enough to speak without having to shout above the chirp of the wrens bustling about the nearby cactus in search of grubs and whatever other insects could be found early in the morning. ”Sinaet…” he murmurs, a rougish grin sliding across his lips as he halts a few feet from her, waiting for her to acknowledge his presence without forcing her into it. ”It is good to see I am not alone this early in the morning.” he purrs, blinking affectionately as his emerald eyes trace the familiar curves of her body, ”Would you care to join me?”