Horizon Ridge thunder & quake

He arrived like the wind - drifting, following an incongruous path, with the occasional uptick in speed when he felt the urge to run; but overall, the vagrant roamed in a listless manner. At first the beast followed the coast, but its similarity to the ice-fields of his home caused a great ache to well up within him. So he went further inland, and by day's end there was a black smear upon the horizon. Anselm did not stop to rest through the evening. He followed the path the stars showed him, and eventually found the mountains once more. The boy's lethargy ebbed as dawn broke through a crack in the sky - and as he watched the clouds blush with the sun's barest touch, he sighed, turned away, and began to search for breakfast.