Crunch of snow and ice followed the meeting of hoof and ground no longer. Melting away back into the wet earth, crawling deep into the soil to hibernate like a malicious grizzly until it would strike again. Cold tendrils still reaching up bitterly to linger as long as it could. But even this could not inconvenience the cherub on such a beautiful morn. Strikingly he had found his wings no longer the white infused bittern he normally awoke to. Instead, as if a thief had stolen his light patterns and replaced them, they were a heavenly white. Glowing crown had been discovered upon his head, though it was not by his own eyes. This had troubled him at first- was it harmful? Would it go away? Did it do anything?- but he had relaxed after that in a way only children could. If it didn't harm him, what was the use in worrying over it?

Call had roused the girl, head turning his way to greet him with bright smile drawn to in return. His own name fell from her maw in return, beckoning lengthy legs forward. Maws brushed as always upon greeting, familiarizing himself with her scent once again even if they had been apart for hardly any time. Cera was overjoyed to have a friend, especially one who not only enjoyed his adventures but could keep up with them. Cera knew he was much too energetic at times. 

In fact he had not taken much time to view the meadow since Birdsong's influence. Admitting that yes it was extremely beautiful. Buttercups and various small flowers of alternating colors. Trees pushing forth curled buds of green, desperate to awaken and live after such a harsh time under the rule of frost. "Yeah..." whispering it awesomely as he gazed about. Mind couldn't conjure words to describe it in its youth, after all the colt was still going through the grueling task of learning speech through Midas. Six months of life, almost four spent in solitude, we're hard to make up. The first months were most impressionable. 

Nudge of shoulder brought attention back to cheery words and crown bobbed in excited agreement. Had Mystique seen the places he had? Had she seen places he had not? The lining of the meadow would be far enough today. Spring would bring them the presents of new places to explore, with it's muddy lower levels and the better view clear of the all encompassing white. Turning little face to her with a smile. "Let's go!" Using whitened wing to trail along her side and urge her forward, face glowing both figuratively and literally under golden ring of faded glittering light. Prancing forward with a flourish, head raised high to view the world he so wished to discover. Turning and moving sideways in a diagonal direction to keep orbs on her. "There's a lake where the rivers meet?" He hadn't been there yet of course. Offering up the suggestion of a destination to her.