As the sun sets slowly, the breeze turns cooler and the wind at the shore picks up slightly. There is a new tinge to it, of frost and rain, and the dwarven steed feels reassured as it wraps itself around his fuzzy bod. Autumn did come after all; it was good to know that the Sun God couldn’t keep his dominant grip on the lands forever. Aurelius was far off when the call rang across the air, dipping his hooves in the salty waters of the ocean. Small, furry lobes perked in the direction of the call, mismatched eyes alert in their expression. This time it did not seem to be a matter of volunteering, but rather of getting your butt in gear. He sighed, for he would have to go quite a bit of way to get there, and with his short legs it would take even longer than for any of his normal-sized equals. Slowly, he made his way out of the water, setting his pace at a comfortable trot as he started up towards the forest.

When he finally reached the woods, it was clear that he was far from the first to arrive. The ram-horned stag flared his nostrils to the breeze, finding both familiar and unfamiliar smells weaving in between each other. Slowly to a walk, he walked into the clearing, baffled slightly by the numbers. He wouldn’t let it show, instead walked up to the right side of Mauja to stand next to him. Odd eyes wandered around to each of them, recognizing Cineviam, Snö, Huyana and Lena of course. Kou and the doctor of course, and Seiren, now heavy with child since he had last seen her. Each of them was given a polite nod, eyes wandering to the unknown faces that stand scattered around, coding their appearances into his memory. A sorrel brute, a dark grey mare and an appaloosa, neither of them particularly remarkable. Then a grey steed with skins and dead animals hanging from him; a disturbing sight, Aurelius thought.

A black stallion with a large sort of mechanical wolf was there, malice in his eyes. As Aurelius caught his gaze, the small stallion hardened his eyes. This one he would have to watch out for, he immediately thought, judging from his morose behavior. A bay mare and stallion was what he noted next, though smiling to them pleasantly, he feared he would have trouble remembering much about them. A black steed, primal looking, was frolicking around with Snö. Then another mare also heavy in foal. For a moment, he was confused as to why he felt so drawn to her, but then he pushed it aside. Around the edges of the forest, a dark figure was sneaking around, too big to be Korra. None of the others seemed alarmed, so the dwarf decided he must be a friend. “I am Aurelius. For those of you I haven’t met, it is a pleasure. For those of you I know, it’s good to see you again,” he hummed softly, falling silent and perking his lobes forward, ever so slightly curious as to why this meeting had been called.