she whose bloom the summer brings

The opportunities in these boundless, undiscovered lands were endlessly. His golden eyes darted away from the midnight-painted female to drown -- like a fish in the sea -- within the scenery. Half of his sight was blocked by the foggy mist that surrounded the duo and much of the distance. It didn't hinder him from moving forward, instead it triggered his curiosity to find out what lay beyond. While being attacked by a volley of playful nips at his flanks and shoulder area, they covered the distance side by side. Every now and then to escape her fury he tried to pick up the pace and rush forward or slow down, just enough to keep her on her toes. Just enough to remain unpredictable. Regardless he felt a hit of her teeth every now and then.

"Prepare to be tempted by the wrath of the sea." Mees snorted with an undertone obviously pointed at jest. His orange eyes flashed towards Amekaze mysteriously before he picked up the pace once more. An adventurous growl rumbled from the depths of his throat as he propelled forward, this time going beyond the roads that were travelled. Beyond everything that was known to him, to the deeper heart of these lands, deeper into the mist. His tail wavered playfully to and fro, like a banner. Every now and then he checked back over his shoulder to make sure the enigmatic Eta was still there, like a shadow attached to his image.

Moments slowly turned into minutes before the juvenile yearling came to a full pit-stop all of the sudden. At a small creek he halted. His body had grown tired with their playful banter and without a second thought Mees dropped his head to quench his thirst. But this wasn't the only reason why he stopped. Oh no, he had plans for Amekaze. Evil, devious plans. Oh yes..or maybe not that evil.