The pale figure of the sturdy brute was indeed prouder than before. Thanks to the petite Xira, Andash had been gifted with a magnificent wing to replace the deformed one. No longer did he feel the clown, he was almost whole as a creature in body. The emotions he felt towards the mossy roan were not able to be described in one sentence, for they ran deep within him at such a complex angle. All he knew was that someday he was going to repay here, one day. With his azure pools set on the horizon, heading towards the cool refreshing waters of the oasis, he danced forward on his leaden daggers in a forward motion, being careful not to have too much of a spring in his step.

Atop his back, nestled in the feathers was Cenny. The little puffin had been nonstop chirping on the travel back from the Heart of Helovia, but the noise was merely background hum to his ears. The sun beat down a little less furiously upon them, but this time he welcomed the heat. Andash was not exactly a fan of the cold weather. As he came closer to the oasis, he stopped, smelt the air and when he decided it was safe for his little newborn he stepped forward. Placing her safely on the warm sand, he bent down and took a long drink from the cool liquid. His handsome crown reflected back up to him, and in the corner of his pools he caught sight of his new wing. Bless you Earth god, bless you Xira he though warmly, a smile spreading across his velveteens.

In the midst of his thoughts, he gently threw his neck and crown back into position, buffing out his blood stained chest and pulling the puffling closer to him. The daylight was reaching its peak, and now he did not know what to do with himself. Flying was not yet an option. Perhaps getting the chance to meet more of his herd? The Throat bore many creatures within the herd, the majority of whom he had not yet had the pleasure of meeting. Curiosity swelled inside him as the prospect of getting to know more of his new herd shone down on him. Peeking down to the little ball of fluff, he said,
"It's just a matter of finding them, isn't it?" He cooed to Cenny, her innocent pools watching him as if he was her mother.

[OOC: Andash is looking to meet more of the herd!]