Aaron

Things had gone back to kind of normal after we took over the Falls. It felt right, like I was really home. No it was not the Foothills that had been my safe haven after we fled Isilme, but it was just as good. The rolling hills and plenty of waterfalls gave what was the Foothills an even greater beauty that before. Alanna had enjoyed being back as well, even if we had not beaten the one we had fought in the invasion. Maybe that was why I am nothing more than a Warrior. You'll show them. Alanna spoke through our bond. I looked to her and smiled. She gave me a toothy grin in return as she moved ahead of me through the snow. The drifts between the Falls and the Grove thankfully were not as deep as other places. However I will be glad when they are all gone. Trying to keep the snow from freezing to the light feathering around my hooves was annoying at most.

But none of that really mattered right now. My mind drifted as I moved ahead, knowing my destination all to well. The gnarled tree was the only thing I wanted to see right now.... Okay maybe not the only thing. There was something about those pink eyes and strange blue and red markings on her flaxen hide that made me want to know more. Hell Cheveyo had already seen me at my worst. Nothing could of been worse than my collapse into the caves in the Heart while I cried over the loss of my younger siblings. Even the company of Kimber had not driven away the misery, not like she seemed to. Heart mended. Moving on. Her voice was soft, gentle. But Lanna was right. Thinking of Kimber and my sisters, or even my parents did not hurt so much as long as she was there. I long for the day she would come home with us. Come back to the safety of the herd. Back where I can protect her from the dangers that very well could lurk anywhere out here.

When my eyes spotted her, my eyes naturally shifted from their normal darker brown to a lighter tone that would more match chocolate. Someone is in love. Lanna teased in my mind. I threw her a dirty look before moving in closer toward my friend. "Hey Chev." I speak warmly. I extend my muzzle to touch her's if she will let me. Not that I think she will pull away, but I hope she won't. Alanna bounds over and gets just between us two, before shaking her coat free of the snow that has gotten stuck to her. I snort and smile, bits of the snow now clinging to my forelock. "Looks like Lanna says hello too."

"Talking"

@[Cheveyo]