King Elk Forest they told me you would be here

i'm an idiot and missed this sry

He rises early in the morning, as any good and useful man is to do, working his way from the central parts of tindome and marking all the way out to the borders.

The morning is beautiful and golden, refracting harsh against the blanket of fresh snow.  He shakes his 'mane' out, tongue smoothing over his muzzle.

He passes her on his way almost without a second glance, but realizes soon thereafter that they hadn't met before.  He slows down, turns around, and calls out a gentle, Hey there, little lady.