Barrow Fields yo adrian!

@Wraen

He wanted to be closer to the sea, so he followed the distant smell of salt in the air, though all the while not wanting to get too far from the gang. Rolling coastal fields were his reward, and he galloped happily through them, tongue lolling from his mouth. He looked daft and cared not. Every once in a while, it felt good to play like a child.

What, were you gonna come judge a dude nearly the size of a small bear? Fuck off.

Eventually, Verx drew to a halt near the edge of the field, where the land began to slope down toward the sea. It was visible, here, and he watched the waves for a while, then closed his eyes in bliss as the wind tossed his ebony pelt here and there. Now, this. . .this was heaven.