Eros
The journey home is long. Made even longer by his failures. The thoughts haunt him all along the way. His attempt at recruiting was spoiled by a dark warrior mare, Hestia. He had extended his invitation to the spritely young mare Porcia. Unsure if she'd actually visit their kingdom. After that short escapade he had heard his name called out across the battlegrounds. Quite to his surprise a mare named Volcan wanted to spar with him and the reason had escaped explaination. Volunteering to her terms of a visit in Nerine, he spared the unnecessary blood shed, much to the roany mares dismay. Once there, their conversation was short lived and alas he turned towards home, but not before coming across a white-winged mare and her emerald foal. That too couldn't be considered a success as the mare seemed pissed off at his very existence firstly and then she seemed to have a change of heart. Regardless an invitation for a visit to Sylva would be extended. It was the most he could hope for.
So as his heavied frame crosses once again into the autumn forests, he is relieved. Thick feathering that lined his limbs brushed along the dried leaves with a swoosh. It was almost comforting to hear as he walked along. It had been months since he last was home and he was eager to see if there were any new faces roaming about. Amber eyes drifted along the path before him, searching for anything or anyone...
A familiar scent lingers in the air today and he wonders how. It was a mixture of forest and sea but with a hint of young feminine equine intertwined. Suddenly a crisp call sounds and his ears flicker to catch it's location. Nostrils flare to detect the strength of the scent as well. Both would quickly bring him to find who he thinks may have arrived in Sylva.
Long, sweeping strides move him through the forests, towards the source of which he seeks. The gold of his pelt is only notable when the dim filtering of sun through the canopy sprinkles across him. Otherwise he is shadowed at best. Her coat though, is crisp onyx and as he moves nearer as he sees her petite frame amongst the trees. Calling out a welcoming as he finds her alone, "Porcia! It's good to see you again." He slows his extended trot to a brisk walk, "Welcome." A smile creases his lips with the usual bow of his head. "How have you been?" He inquires.
Unconditional Love
@[Porcia]