01-07-2020, 03:20 PM
She doesn't take him by surprise, not really, when her voice clips through the air. The scent of horse was hard to mistake, even through the saltwater tang that had been growing the deeper he'd gone. The footing had changed gradually from deeply bedded pine needles, to harder stone and packed earth. Easier to negotiate, maybe, but less forgiving of mistakes when they happened.
His forward progress halted as soon as the voice struck, the confirmation that he was no longer alone. After a moment of serious contemplation, he nodded with certainty. "Yes, I think I would. The wind changes at the top of cliffs. And the sea, well, that's easy enough to know when you're by it. The sound, for one, and the salt smell gets thick. The sound of water hitting rock rings a certain way." His head tilted toward where he thought the voice was coming from, more or less. "I've been smelling the sea coming closer. I reckon I should thank you for the warning."
His ears continued to twist restlessly, taking in the sounds of sea birds ahead, the breeze rustling trees to his right. The voice was female, he thought, brisk and no nonsense. His lips thinned with hesitation as he realized he must have left the Taiga, and wandered someplace else. Someplace potentially suspicious of visitors.
Rueful apology in his voice, the stallion flicked his tail as he addressed the air before him. "I've left Taiga, haven't I?" He asked, already pretty certain this was true. Oh well. He'd been trying to explore today, hadn't he? Hopefully his venture wouldn't be taken as acting but the innocent wanderings they were.
@[Neverwhere]
His forward progress halted as soon as the voice struck, the confirmation that he was no longer alone. After a moment of serious contemplation, he nodded with certainty. "Yes, I think I would. The wind changes at the top of cliffs. And the sea, well, that's easy enough to know when you're by it. The sound, for one, and the salt smell gets thick. The sound of water hitting rock rings a certain way." His head tilted toward where he thought the voice was coming from, more or less. "I've been smelling the sea coming closer. I reckon I should thank you for the warning."
His ears continued to twist restlessly, taking in the sounds of sea birds ahead, the breeze rustling trees to his right. The voice was female, he thought, brisk and no nonsense. His lips thinned with hesitation as he realized he must have left the Taiga, and wandered someplace else. Someplace potentially suspicious of visitors.
Rueful apology in his voice, the stallion flicked his tail as he addressed the air before him. "I've left Taiga, haven't I?" He asked, already pretty certain this was true. Oh well. He'd been trying to explore today, hadn't he? Hopefully his venture wouldn't be taken as acting but the innocent wanderings they were.
@[Neverwhere]