Falls

He wandered deep along the edges of the crossing, pushing himself through the blossoming boughs of the lilac bushes and beneath the budding trees limbs. The scents are sweet and intoxicating after the winter's chill had drove all beautiful things into a slumbering state. Now, the crossing is once again lush with emerald grasses, pink flowering plants and the bright yellow dandelions.

The young, spotted stallion had started his wandering early that morning from the inner recesses of the Lagoon, across the wide meadows and finally toward the where the peak met the crossing. Everything about the brotherhood excited him! Every day there was a new face within the Lagoon's borders and he could not ignore the tinge of danger that hung in the air. And he - of course - liked the mystery that shrouded the Lagoon.

The soft thud of hooves draws his glacial blue eyes from the narrow, winding path to a small clearing not far from him. He paused in his step and watched curiously as the a gilded stranger danced gleefully. Their hooves barely touched the emerald grasses beneath them as they tapped out music only the could hear. His heart quickened at the sight of her dance. In what world did one dance for those they could not see? His brows furrow thoughtfully as he considers who she could be dancing for. Fadir had spoke of his gods with reverence, and Síhtríc wonders if these are the gods the gilded one performs for now?

He lowers his head as he presses closer to the clearing in hopes that he could get a closer look, but just as he does she pirouettes to face him as if knowing he had been there the entire time. A wild grin spreads across her lips as she stares into the forest where he now FREEZES in mid step - a sheepish smile on his whiskered lips.

"Uhhh," he stammers "I didn't mean to disturb you." he announces as he nervously shifts the dirt beneath his hooves. "Y-your really good at dancing." he blurts without thinking.