winter wonderland

The air is still rather damp from the previous visit of rain, a greeting that was well received in the hot climates of the resort, especially when everything began getting dry, even the air failing to capture a drop of water. Only the breeze brings in a swell of humid air from the sea, a salty breeze carrying vapour along the coast and into the mainland, acting as a coolant.
The ivory male is almost a natural repellent to the sun, his white skin suited well to the sun rays high above, only his pink-tipped nose burning in especially high temperatures.
The male’s companion now spends his days sitting below the shade of the jungle canopy, his thick arctic coat a curse to him in the warm air.

The newly appointed leader now begins to exit the jungle, to walk out his territory and see if anything new popped up.
It was still rather lonely on the resort and the male was focused on changing just that.
His white companions joins his side, trotting below him as he weaves through Ruinam’s legs, panting in the heat as he tries to keep up.

Among the mixed breeze of damp flora and salt lies the scent of a horse, one he had never smelled before.
Ruinam is quick to advance toward the strange horse, his legs rushing along the coast of the resort, the colder water cooling his legs, cleaning them of the sand that decorated his legs.
Ruinam halts as the strangely horse comes into view, the ivory Male takes a moment to study the horse, a very interesting arrival greeting his eyes as his companion rushes toward him “Calmly now” he speaks softly toward the fox who now runs toward the stranger.

Ruinam takes a moment before walking toward the male, his dry lips parting to speak “Hello there, I am Ruinam. What brings you to the resort?” He asks with a smile, his small companion already circling the male in curiosity.

winter wonderland

The new visitor appeared quite intimidating at first glance, Ruinam still wary of meeting new people and socialising, at least he hadn't mucked up his introduction, that whole ordeal would have most likely jeopardised the whole conversation.

The ivory male's trail of thought returns to the strange man as he begins to speak, seeming to take quite an interest in his companion.
The male introduces himself as Leilan, the leader of another island, a rather cold once from what he had heard.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, I'm afraid it has been rather quiet here. When I arrived there didn't seem to be many horses around" he nods as he changes his posture comfortably.
When Ruinam had arrived, the island was oddly quiet, not even a single horse roamed the warm climate before he started getting visitors.
"Perhaps you could take this little one back with you, I don't think he appreciates the warm climate too much" he offers a laugh as he looks toward his fox companion.

The icy male's attention then diverts to his companion, speaking to him as if the small critter could talk back.
The fox seems to understand anyway, looking toward Ruinam as if asking for permission to converse with another. The fox was rather loyal, most likely following Ruinam's example.