Taking his time to take in the scenery the silver hued stallion slowed his pace managing to stay utterly silent. His hooves made no sound upon the fallen leaves and the plants that grew here allowing him the chance to listen to all that this place had to offer. Closing his eyes he drew in slow breaths focusing his attention on listening, and hearing. In the trees overhead he could hear the chirping of some songbirds seemingly enthralled that the sun was once again breaching upon the horizon, behind him there was the gentle sounds of the creek and its water. So many things one could discover if they only took the time to listen and see what was available for all to see. "Open your mind and listen, only then will the true voices be heard." The words of his leader, his old leader Diseray floated into mind making him realize just how much he missed his family. He would always have the memories to guide him and he would never forget the wisdom that these words expressed. Opening his silvery orbs at the sound of hooves upon the turf he turned his frame towards the sound wondering what would behold him.

In a matter of minutes a mare came into view treading calmly through the brush. It took a bit before she spotted his figure standing still amongst the trees causing her to make a detour towards him. The crimson marking across her face was one of the first things that drew his attention along with the horn upon her forehead. He had met a few unicorns in his past and from what he could remember they all had pretty distinct personalities. As the mare came to rest before him he regarded her greeting respectively nodding his head once. "Greetings Artemis, my name is Ciceron. I am pleased to meet you." He said lifting his silver orbs to meet hers own pair. Windtossed Foothills? Hmm that must be one of the territories that she speaks of he mused silently making note of the name for future reference. Surely he would come across many more names in this place so it would be a good idea to remember them.

By this time the sun had fully risen into the sky allowing the first rays to reach beneath the canopy for the first time in many weeks, or even months perhaps. The temperature would surely rise as the day progressed but for now it was nice and cool. The rays made the silver embroidery on his pelt glow softly in the light revealing his true bloodline masked beneath the ordinary. As a young colt he had been confused as to his markings but never thought too much about them as they had been passed down by his father. Tilting his cranium slightly to the right he studied Artemis with curiosity. She seemed so far like a kind mare, what kept her out here all alone?


TAGS: @[Artemis]
MUSE: Good
NOTES: I love her picture <3