Flycatcher Downs She came from over the cliffs

Zephyr never was one opposed for travel, and now that he'd moved to a new place he felt entitled to explore the land surrounding. His conversation with Sen, the last they'd had near Seadog, it'd really hurt his spirit. With Rana gone and Heldi clearly not coming back, that meant that Shadowfax, save for him, was dead. There might be a few scattered here and there, but none of them had been picked as the heir.  His only possible surviving daughter, perhaps, but one may never know if she had lived or not.. Maybe she DID have a pack. 
The ebony male was lonely. There was no other way of saying it. According to Sen, she was not his friend, and as much as he loved Chusi the little pup had a much too possessive mother. So it was easy to get up before morning, strike out and explore for a day or two. 
He didn't get far, though, for as the sun began to peek above the horizon the brute caught scent of another. A female. Perhaps he was curious, and perhaps he was feeling confident, even flirty, he wasn't sure why he turned towards the woman. Maybe it was just the loneliness, or perhaps he knew of what came ahead. Either way, he turned his path to one that would intersect with hers, and let out a friendly, low howl for company directed towards the female. He galloped forward, intent on pulling beside her and running with. His tail swung neutrally, but his head and ears were high, and a goofy grin was splayed across his face.