Their walk led them to a stream and he knew instantly that Siberian was there. The fuzzy bear form shoved his head under water in his beast impersonation of an ostrich, face down bottom up. The blood bay watched as his best mate turned from brown bear to black horse. It was quite the oddity to watch start to finish but the best thing he'd seen all day was the look on his face when he realized his company was Misra. He nodded in reply to Siberian's greeting, and from there took a back seat, as Misra's face lit up like the fourth of July and took off 20 question for Siberian. A small chuckle escaped him as surely Siberian would find him later, wondering what had happened, how had he wandered upon the girl, etc etc.
He listened off to the side, a lovely third wheel to their whirling questions, before deciding his part was done and neither Siberian nor Misra needed him around. Once there was a pause in conversation he bid his fairwell. "Siberian, I'm going to go get back to work. Misra, it was a pleasure. You give a sound is Siberian gets too grumpy bear and needs a wrangle. I'll come to aide you." His lips parted in a hearty laugh, and he was quite amused with himself. He nodded farewell to each and then turned and left the way he came. Those two didn't need him., and his attention was needed elsewhere. He would make a point to find them again soon but for now he would let them get reacquainted in private.
Nymphetamine
cold was my soul, untold was the pain I faced when you left me: a rose in the rain
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