winter wonderland
It was rather weird for Ruinam to be spending time alone now, for most of his life he was used to taking orders from almost everyone he knew, although he did not dislike the way he lived, he grew accustomed to it and changed the way he used his time to make sure he always fulfilled orders.
But now he would be the one giving orders, if he could find anyone to remain in the resort anyway.
The ivory stag begins to walk along the shore of the island, his legs dipped in the cool blue liquid that surrounded the sandy beach, his crimson-red eyes watch the water below as ripples form, quickly dismissed by approaching waves that crash into the sand and reform the shoreline.
Ruinam's companion wades through the deep water behind him, panting as he struggles to keep up with Ruinam who looks toward him with a grin.
The stallion's ears perk toward a melodic voice resonating from the other side of the island, the Ivory male's head tilts as he exits the water, his legs carrying him across the sandy beach to meet the stranger.
The male bursts out of the thick jungle, skidding across the sand as he comes to a halt, usually, the male knows when someone is approaching or when someone has arrived, but this time he had no idea.
"Hello there, I am Ruinam" he greets the mare with a bow in his frame as he stands closer to her, his companion following him and sticking close to his leg.
The male wonders what brings her here today, the island was rather empty and there wasn't particularly much to do, perhaps she was here on a diplomatic visit, or maybe she was just some sort of adventurer.
