"With my speechless calm eyes."
Well, it was true that mares held no rank in the bachelor kingdom, but that didn’t mean they didn’t have a task. To state it brutally; they had to bring children into the world and raise them together with the brothers to become the new generation. Other than that the warrior man could use the companionship from females from time to time, or at least, Brynmor did. Yet he didn’t really knew how to explain this all to Loka without making her feel like a common whore. Because she wouldn’t be, but how to explain such a thing?
The Tundra wasn’t the most fancy kingdom around, with snow covered plains and little vegetation and shelter. But it was home. And it was a good home. Maybe a little harsh, but nothing to not get used to. And on top of that Hurricane had been the only one who had wanted to take the blind man in.
The graying male turns his head a little to look at her with a smile. ”I certainly hope so. Although our numbers are growing, it’s still too quiet for my liking” he replies her, ears pricking forward. She’s kind hearted and seems just as enthusiastic about the place as he is, which was good. Brynmor knew that Roan would stay, but he was unsure if Loka and Oona would do the same, he hoped so though. ”If you like the snow and the cold, I don’t think you’ll have trouble to get used to it at all.”
He can only grin and step back to look at her, knowing all too well how the wall of ice had surprised him when he had first seen it. ”I know, it really is. And it keeps those who don’t belong here out.” His voice is laced with a bit of humourism, finding his own joke quite funny. But it was sort of true. Nobody would enter the Tundra without knowing you passed its border, there was no way that anybody would miss the giant ice wall.
Giving her a little while to look around calmly he positioned himself in a comfortable spot. Brynmor dug his nose through the snow, pushing it away to reach the frozen grass underneath it. Not the best meal, but tasty anyway. Looking up at the golden and white mare he nickers softly. ”Shall we continue?” he asks gently, nudging her shoulder softly, before he turns around to walk towards the middle of the kingdom, towards the caves.
"Nothing is coming to rise."