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Fire hued eyes scanned the frozen wasteland, finding little to catch his interest. Snow and ice, obviously, and the occasional arctic rabbit. Glaciers were scattered here and there, openings leading to slightly warmer caves, protection from the gusting winds that could cut through the thickest of pelts. The silver bay reclined in one such entrance, far enough back that he was not immediately visible. Soft white flakes floated by, deceptively gentle, and settled into the thick blanket that covered the ground. Some found their way into Totem’s shelter, gracing the stallion with the faintest of kisses before the heat of his body melted them to naught but water. Optics surveyed the territory before him again, but there was still no sign of life. A sigh left the unicorn’s maw, breath flowing out in a cloud of colorless vapor like that of a dragon. The thought amused him, and another long stream was emitted. His attention soon wavered though, and the bay resumed his previous inactivity.
Slacking off had always been a favorite pastime for the stallion, and even though his laziness had gotten him run out of his old home, here he was lazing about. Anyway, there was nothing he needed to do in this new land. No job had been assigned to him, no one had informed him of any duties he would be expected to perform. He was currently free to do as he wished, and Totem wished to do nothing. Although, company would not be shunned, should any feel inclined to approach. Well, as long as they didn’t expect him to do anything, he amended.
OOC:
Walking the walk
Talking the talk
Thinking my thoughts
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