Horizon Ridge mara mesta

He didn't explore too much, preferring to stick to the island. Sometimes though he would stretch his legs just far enough to last him another few weeks of being held down in Undersea. Perhaps held down was harsh but he did feel rather tied there. Only through loyalty though, not from fear.

The land grew rough beneath him as he seemed to elevate. A look over his shoulder exposed the coast to his silver gaze. How odd to think he had been so familiar with the place only to be sorely mistaken when given a wider view. There were parts he had never even seen let alone touched. It was breath taking.

Rokig kept moving. Each step he told himself just a little bit further, there was no harm in exploring. He would stop by the river on his way home to pick up a fish or two as a silent apology for his absence (although he was mildly unsure of who would notice. Maegi? Seelie? Stockholm?).

His nose twitched gently at more lively scents mingling. Prey and a fellow predator. Curiosity dragged him along for the ride. Silver eyes spotted a pale figure that made him halt. They looked positively ghostly yet beautiful. A gasp escaped him as the disproportionate male found himself unsure of what to do.