"With my speechless calm eyes."
Much to his surprise the reaction he was waiting for – and was anticipating – did never come. She just looked at him, like he was looking at her, unmoving and silent. Then she nods and with the simple words that tell him to lead the way she agrees to join his home. It takes Brynmor by surprise and the graying man cannot help it but to blink a few times, before the corners of his lips are pulled up in an enthusiastic an genuine smile. ”Off to the North then.”
Although he doesn’t rush – simply because he doesn’t want too, it wasn’t like the Tundra would disappear if they didn’t reach the borders quickly – his step is eager and quick. Brynmor had been bound to a calculating and slow walk for most of his life, needing the time to make sure he wouldn’t bump into anything. Now he was finally able to move without hesitation and he enjoyed it the fullest. It had almost been euphoric when he had trotted and even galloped the first time without tripping and struggling. Right now Brynmor almost feels just as good, content with the fact that Oona had agreed to follow him home. He hoped she would feel at home in the icy lands, as he sure did enjoy the company of the other sex. Next to that he wanted the Tundra to live, and although it were brothers he had been originally looking for, he was sure that more mares would contribute to the Tundra too. Just in another way.
The smile upon his lips grows as the ice wall comes into view. ”That wall is the Tundra’s southern border. Right now the only ice you’ll find – except for the snow on the mountain tops – comes from this magical wall. It’s rare for the Tundra to be green and life can be harsh, as the lands are covered with snow most of the year. It’s something you’ll have to get used to, but it has its own charm.” Once he’s done talking Brynmor glances to the side, still grinning slightly, curious to see if she how she took that all in. Next to that he’s curious to see if she will show some kind of emotion now, where it had lacked prior. Not that it mattered and he was the last one who would judge her, but she had just managed to strike his curiosity.
"Nothing is coming to rise."
@[Oona]