Dawnlark Plains sorrowful successor

@Teacup hope this is alright if not lemme know and I'll fix it up. also pls excuse 5am-no-sleep post

Outlander huffed with distaste. The land before him was more barren than an elder. His peach-colored eyes couldn't even spot any signs of a herd in the snowy lands. He needed to head south to warm weather. Perhaps there he could find something worth his time. If that was even possible.

His chest was pushed out as he strutted about, flaunting off his stuff for no one but himself. This sucks. The large fella muttered in rough tones. He was craving thawed and flowing water, not this awful snow stuff. Outlander was a beast who craved the sights, smells, and feelings that came with moving bodies of water. Specifically the ocean.

Now he had to figure out how to get out of here and go wherever the ocean might be.