from the midnight sun - wolfbane, any

[Chemdog]

He’s dirty and tired. Since his return he’s hiked all over, but with no real plan or results. Things come to him when he walks for days just wandering, chattering, observing. When you become a shadow the world opens in just a slightly different way than when you’re lit like the mid-day sun. Mud cakes his ankles, wads in the slight feathering over his hard hooves. His heavy tail, thick and dreaded, holds all sorts of surprises; sticks, dried leaves, dead grass, even a few feathers some girl gave him. His mane is much the same, small white clematis blooms limpy in the chunks of inky black.

He knows Loess has shallow hot pools, fresh and delightful. It is close enough to the path he travels and so he veers into the direction of Wolfbane’s kingdom. A leader he’s never met, only heard that it was his now and the details he did not remember if he heard them. It’s as good a place as any, really, and a soaking seems necessary.

He finds a pool rather deep toward the heart of Loess. He came from the coast, over hill and rock, the frost gripping it tight tonight. A half-moon lingers overhead, every few minutes a cloud partially covering it and letting the speckled stallion disappear and then come back when the moonlight is bright again. He slips into a copse of pines that circle a pile of stones with a smoothed pebble path leading to a large empty pool. Steam rises from its waters and mingles with the lavender shrubs nestled in the surrounding rock. 

“Perfect.” he whispers to himself and lets the black water swallow him to his broad chest. He draws in a deep breath and sinks the rest of the way until he’s submerged in the wet heat. 

CHEMDOG
to the window, to the wall

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so totally feel free to do a small "power-play" situation if you'd like to, as far as him popping his big fat head back up out of the water  upon approach(:

i'm tagging @[Wolfbane] because this is his house lol but anyone at all feel free to run into him