Torasin mulched around in a depressed sort of silence. The golden steed didn't only have problems with Rishima but... It appeared he was destined to live life as a lonesome outcast. It would be safe to say that he felt curling up in a corner and blissfully dying in his sleep. It seemed the most simple way out of it all. Brooke appeared to have left him again, but this time it hurt more. Torasin knew he could never let her back into his life again and that sheer fact tore him to pieces. No matter how much she broke his heart there was always a part of him that would love Brooke. However, their partnership was over and the painted stallion was now left on his own again. His sons would not be around forever, and Torasin was already thinking about suggesting they join a herd.

His mane ruffled as Kiba landed upon his withers, the brown's simple companionship saving Torasin from crumbling to pieces. The rocky trail that led to his most favoured place in the Wilds was laid out before him, the paint contemplating making the journey.

His decision was made for him however when a oh so familiar call came floating from the top. In an instance his thoughts turned to Mirage and he found it funny for a moment. Funny that, it would be here that his beloved friend would call for him. It is the most obvious place he thought aimlessly as feelings of apprehension took over him. Would she think him a traitor? Torasin stared at the trail for a few minutes and contemplated his thoughts, Kiba seeming eager to go meet the pair. Taking in a deep breath, the paint pushed aside all warring thoughts and began up the path.

If Mirage cannot forgive me... No one will.

With that in mind, Torasin found it a little easier to go greet the familiar appearance of Mirage and Akaith once he reached the top. Kiba flying off, trilling through the air in a colourful greeting to the golden queen of dragons. Tor's soft sooty maw twitched into a smile as he walked across the heavenly field, although this smile didn't quite have the vigour of its usual carefree appearance. "Mirage! Akaith! It's been a while since we've all been here..." His voice trailed off as he looked out over the landscape, remembering the memories fondly. Although they were not all that long ago, it seemed they had come a long way since that first meeting.

Torasin gently touched Mirage's soft nose before moving his head towards their bonded and wondered idly if his sons were behaving.

[Sure! Have a depressed Tor hehe :3]