Honeyed Pasture oh, the river

"dunno," he mumbled as he brushed alongside to take a few scouting steps ahead. "place doesn't look familiar but," he lifted his snout to take in a few deep breathes, "it does kinda smell like the sea." that must be a good sign then, right? 

he turned to admire the full view of the field and it's rolling landscape before letting his neck crane upwards to look at the stars. his mouth parted a bit as he stared at the dotted heavenly scenery, "probably. wanna look for 'em?" he asks after bring his head back to a comfortable position.