keep your dreams in check
The coming days have been filled with long and almost endless periods of slumber, an unintended state of stupor, making him fall softly to sleep. Though the coloured stallion does not mind, he lays perfectly quiet, covered in blankets of moss and overgrown shrubs that latch onto his soft hide, never letting go, the scene is painted as serene as possible, not a movement in sight. Though there must come a time to arise and when the stallion senses a tinge of Kensa's voice in the air his eyes open, the blurry world suddenly coming into view.
When he awakes he awakes with fire, flames curling in front of him as they engulf him, he had missed his re-birthing time slots on frequent occasions, and his body did not seem to be happy.
The stallion attempts to stand up but falters when his legs give way, crumbling to ash as the flames make their way around his whole body until he is just one large flame.
After a few minutes, the stallion's body turns to ash, cracking in various locations as his frame turns to a grey statue, falling apart into small pieces that are quietly carried a few centimetres by the slight breeze, creating a small pile of debris on the scorched ground.
For a moment the area is quiet, serenity has returned, for the time being, already attempting to heal from the previous flames, though the quiet does not last long, before long the flames start up again, the pile of ash burning brightly as a new body forms itself out of almost nothing.
The flames quickly calm and the re-birthing process is complete, Rouhi's scars and bruises have all disappeared to create a perfect image of himself, young and without any blemish.
The stallion steps forward hesitantly, looking down at the scorched earth with a frown, he dislikes the idea of having to destroy in order to create, something he had no real choice of, though at least now with his new abilities he was able to fix his wrongdoings. Rouhi quietly touches the burnt flora with his nose and small blue and green flashes form around the flora, slowly creating new buds and reforming their own stems to come alive. He is careful when he makes his way around the newly formed flora, it is still fragile and tender "There you go wee ones" A smile spreads across the stallion's face as he looks back up, walking in the direction of where he had heard Kensa.
The gathering of horses and their leader slowly come into earshot as the stallion makes his way toward them, he does not immediately intrude on the situation, he much rather listen quietly from the sidelines.
It seemed as though the stallion could finally make himself useful, he had been rather useless sleeping in the depths of the forest alone, and now he had the chance to do something interesting, to meet horses he had never met before.
Rouhi steps forward confidently and clears his voice "I would love to help anywhere I can" he speaks with a nod, his wings now comfortably situated by his sides as he makes his way through the gathering.
It had been a rather long time since the stallion had any chance to have any kind of fun, though Hyaline certainly now seemed like the place to do it, an upcoming hotspot for mischevious wonders.
Rouhi