Wonder about the titanic gail that had been so determined to sweep them away persisted and would not leave his cluttered mind until verdent gaze beheld the basin. His breaths changed from slightly labored to a gasp as he observed the frosty home. The valley that unfolded looked much more homely then Tilney had imagined; not quite as cold.
The encompassing mountains had no uniform like the forests he generally gazed upon. Instead of a carpet of tree canopy for miles he saw jagged cliff tops and summits; a very unfamiliar sight to this young stallion. It was a fresh sight, and it was much awed. His blackened maw had dropped open ever so slightly as he filled his gaze with the snowscape before him. "You have a beautiful home Arah" was uttered to his companion when he did eventually speak.

Cautious cloven stones followed his new friends down the treacherous slope. He was no mountaineer, and on occasion made a very false move, nearly tumbling or falling right onto Arah. Dissolving his awkward slips in laughter, he filled their journey with his usual aimless chatter about the beauty of the sky or the way each mountain peak looked so different but still looked perfect beside each other. He only silenced when they came across the large horse-like structure. It was quite frightening to him though it looked quite magical and so he slinked past the statue at Arahs side; she seemed to have no fear for it. He had never seen anything like it in his life.

She spoke of a lake that never freezes and he wondered how it could not? Surely it got cold enough here. Its Helovia though, he supposed. Anything can happen, anything can be. Hearing of the mountains and the protection they provided from the winds he gave an enthusiastic, bellowing laugh "I'm glad" His gaze had turned from their surroundings to look at the golden orbs his companion possessed "I dont ever want to get caught up in winds like that ever again" came in another soft laugh.
He was told of the caves which they housed in, the hot springs and the mysterious mirror. It was perfect, and he wanted nothing more then to spend all day exploring this new place. He wondered though, if he would be allowed to make this his new home. Tilney had no such place to call home now and he was not a creature of solitude. He preffered to surround himself with friends and family, brothers, sisters and confidants.

Watching the does companion took wing he dazed in a slight awe momentarily as he watched the creature flutter. How he wished he could fly, but he was not jealous. Those wings probably got heavy and tiresome, and very sore at the end of a day.
Don't worry about the past.
It was more then a relief to hear those words.
"thankyou for showing me here. I would be very lost and lonely otherwise." he spoke, a wide and gentle smile fixed on his bronzed face. He could not help but be nervous though; Wynter had gone to fetch someone official had she? Hoping desperately that he would not be turned away, he pondered about his impairment. Would they want to know? Would he be dishonest if he did not tell them? Was there even a place for a sightless stallion here?
He hoped so, otherwise he would have no clue of where to go from here.