Seeking Shelter (private)
Sept 3, 2014 13:58:31 GMT -5
Post by blueunicornj13 on Sept 3, 2014 13:58:31 GMT -5
Ryder
The storm was drawing to a close as the sun peaked over the horizon. It spread its yellow rays and sparkled off of the remaining drops of water falling from the sky. He watched it carefully as if he were trying to memorize the sight of it. There was beauties like this in nature that made Ryder wish he could enjoy it a little more. Right now all his herd was doing was search for a way to survive on the Southern island. It would be hard, but the Exiles were survivors.
His ears swiveled backward as Nimh spoke. He turned his blue eyes back on her and nodded. "I can relate to that. I was loner once upon a time. Seeing new things used to be what I lived for," he said, remembering his time as a lone stallion. Well... not alone. He had a small herd that he would return to after his adventures. It had been a nice and quiet time in his past that he wished he could go back to. Things were different now though, and they would be that way for a very long time.
With the sunlight came sight, and Ryder saw Nimh stand and stretch out her legs. The brown paint sat up but remained seated. The rain would last for a few more minutes before disappearing, and he didn't want to seem like he would follow the mare all the way around the island like a day old foal. She probably wanted to be on her own anyways. He had been that way when he was a loner.
The storm was drawing to a close as the sun peaked over the horizon. It spread its yellow rays and sparkled off of the remaining drops of water falling from the sky. He watched it carefully as if he were trying to memorize the sight of it. There was beauties like this in nature that made Ryder wish he could enjoy it a little more. Right now all his herd was doing was search for a way to survive on the Southern island. It would be hard, but the Exiles were survivors.
His ears swiveled backward as Nimh spoke. He turned his blue eyes back on her and nodded. "I can relate to that. I was loner once upon a time. Seeing new things used to be what I lived for," he said, remembering his time as a lone stallion. Well... not alone. He had a small herd that he would return to after his adventures. It had been a nice and quiet time in his past that he wished he could go back to. Things were different now though, and they would be that way for a very long time.
With the sunlight came sight, and Ryder saw Nimh stand and stretch out her legs. The brown paint sat up but remained seated. The rain would last for a few more minutes before disappearing, and he didn't want to seem like he would follow the mare all the way around the island like a day old foal. She probably wanted to be on her own anyways. He had been that way when he was a loner.
