Meadow

The world had changed so much in so little time. A large black equine moved over the land with his muscled frame exploring. He had healed over the last few seasons and now his lungs no longer ached with every step that he took forward. His body was shiny now, not near as bedraggled and hairy as before the spring came around him. The warm air was aiding in creeping his sickly ways away. The stallion felt much better, but there was something else he had noticed.. He had not seen Micah however in the change of seasons and now he was in a new land far away from where he had entered and he was curious to find someone to spend time with.

Plodding through a place he had never been, Voyager blinked his amber eyes before his hooves stopped faintly when the scent of another horse trickled through his nostrils. He did not wish to look like a creep, but he also did not wish to be one seen as over eager with the spring calling most other animals into frames of mind that were not quite as sturdy as before. Shaking out his mane with his tail flicking against his side, Voyager weighed his options. Sighing, he moved to be in the open area before the other horse with his large frame very visible out of the vegetation around him.

Letting his gaze land upon the distant figure, Voyager gave a faint call. He could not tell from his point of view what color this horse was, but he did not mind either way. He would not be alone if this horse came closer and allowed him to just enjoy their company. He was lonely, but he hoped that he would not be lonely for much longer. Being lonely did hinder some frames of mind, something Voyager hoped to avoid.