"I will see."
Every summer his coat got lighter, as he moults his winter coat for the summer version. Like most others Brynmor becomes a fuzzy teddy bear during the winter, but now it’s once again smooth, with dapples appearing on his body. Compared to last year he has become more bulky too, slowly getting broader and more muscled – all though he would be more muscled if he would be able to move more freely – too. Yet the haunted look had not yet disappeared from his blank gaze.
’You sure are something pathetic.’ Groaning softly to himself the graying male tries to ignore the unfriendly comment, pressing both his ears against his skull as he walks through the field. Yes, the field, that is correct. He no longer roams through the meadow. Brynmor had been told that it was time to move now he no longer reeked of the kingdom he had spent his youth in. ’Just look at yourself, looking pitiful as you have been cast out of your home, the home that neglected you too’ the voice in his head continued, humouring him slightly. The Welch Cob hybrid grits his teeth as he stomps his right foreleg on the ground. ”Oh shut up, you know why we’re here” he replies with an angry snap before he tries to ignore his imaginary friend again.
He can hear the dripping water before he could’ve – if he hadn’t been blind – seen it. Not knowing where else he should go he decides to move in that direction. His step is slow, careful, but with his heightened senses he can move himself around without hurting himself. Only trotting or galloping – just like jumping and other antics – were out of the question, simply because Brynmor wouldn’t be able to keep up with any possible obstacles if he would move faster than his calm pace.
As the sun shines down on his back merciless he reaches the lake, the sound of the dripping water more prominent now. To lessen his thirst the graying male lowers his head, carefully nearing the edge of the water before stepping into on the shallow bank. His ears move restlessly, trying to take in all the sounds around him.
"Through your secret."
OOC: Bryn will go to the Tundra, but to keep up a natural flow of things, feel free to reply with ponies from other kingdoms too ^^. Or if you have another plot idea, please tell me!