From misty woodland to soft shores, the sergeant made his way onto the comforting beach with a dance in his step. Oh, how long had it been since he'd ventured to much sandier abodes! The wild salty air whipped his mane and ragged it whichever way it pleased, leaving the bright eyed soldier with nothing but joy in his gaze. There was something about beaches that made the heart lurch and the spirit soar, like it had its own sense of freedom and soul, the sand lay tranquil where the raging sea had left it. Few were the times in Fiore's life when he had managed to steal a trip to the beach and the tobiano combatant had stolen a cheeky trip away from his duties, if only for the briefest of time, to enjoy the scenery Helovia seemed to have plenty of.

Of course, he wouldn't have even known it was here had he not stumbled across it when ambling south on a curious mission to see more of the landscape that shaped the land, in which now he lived. Fiore had spent his past life as a roaming sell sword or handyman, he guarded patches of land or helped find new fodder. His tourist like life had not quite left him fully yet and though he was enjoying life as a permanent soldier, now and then he liked to indulge himself in personal seeking missions. Like a lazy day at the beach.

Only, of course, it wasn't going to turn out that way.

By now, Fiore had gotten used to the strange ways in which this country worked. Horses came with wings and horns (or both!), with wild animals as friends, with magic and floating islands! With Gods and dragons! He had quickly come to the conclusion that, really, anything was probably possible here. The latter, little fire breathing reptile was something he had personally become rather interested in, though how he might find such a thing was beyond him. All he could do was watch those that already lived here in awe and dream of one day having such a ferocious friend.

Today started out like any other day, weird. There was a gathering of horses whom he had never met before and what looked like an odd wooden thing stuck in the ground. The outlandish looking peacock pegasus took what looked like the remains of something and well, pushed it into the wood? Or perhaps there was something there! Fiore quickly made his way over, snorting loudly so he wouldn't startle them before inspecting the wooden contraption. Comically, he knocked one hoof against it, as if to confirm to himself that it was indeed wood. Finally, after ice had formed on part of the door, he tried pushing his shoulder against it, looking at the snowflake girl who had also just gone in with her hoof, offering her a friendly look, "let me try help too."
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Fiore *cough* "knocks" on it. He then tries to help Elsa by pushing at it with his shoulder