Under the dismal cloak the redwoods cast upon them in the Taiga, Kromium had grown restless. His body ached to reflect the light of day again. To feel it warm his metallic core, and so he wanders. Wanders back across the flowing river that had nearly taken his youngest siblings life(well not really the youngest). The cool waters bite in the heat of a summer day, but ultimately cooler than at its peak. Fall was nearing and soon another winter would strike Taiga. That was the one thing he had loved of Ischia and Tephra. The cold fingers of mother nature couldn't quite grasp these island homes.
Climbing up the bank and back onto land, he set a steady pace through the forest with a new destination in mind. An open meadow he remembers crossing would offer him that glimpse of sun he so desperately sought. Most days he would have asked his sisters to accompany him but not today. He had needed time to reflect. Time to think on what he, they, should do next without interruptions. Emerald tinted limbs lifted and set in a rhythmic beat along a beaten trail that winded its way through and out the woodlands. His eyes could make the faint glow of impending daylight at the end of the shadowed tunnel.
Nearing the forest's edge a faint scent on the breeze paused his movement abruptly. It was as distinct as night and day, the sulfur of volcanic air wafted on the light breeze, twisting his ears to attention. With a flare of his nostrils he begins moving again, towards the scent and into the open meadow. The sun rays glistened along his iron body once again but he does not feel its warmth. His mind is all but occupied on the familiar scent of his once home and finding its source.
His head lowers into the wind, picking his way through the fields of green. Finding the scented trail leading towards an unfamiliar face. He stops a few yards off to examine the one who wore the smell of Tephra. He does not remember her and by looking at her one would remember meeting someone this unique. His lips part to call out a friendly greeting. He knew better than to sneak up on strangers and he was much too polite to not say hello...
"Wonderful day is it not, miss?" He is quick to follow his message with a smile as he takes another step forward. Ears erect and eyes bright, a mouse would seem more threatening than he. Emerald tassels flick casually at his flanks as he looks to the mare. Finding her wings envious and bright plumage eye catching, but he does not think more into it than beauty. Settling into a stillness, he awaits her reply.
@[Lucrezia] thought meeting a Tephran would be fun for him
