Guess who's back! Back Again! (Mountain, Any)

[Zerachiel]

It's been a long time since the white stallion had been to his former home, he'd had the urge recently to check it out again though. After going nomad for so long he wondered if he'd even be accepted back. It was spring time, the birds were out, the snow was melting, and the sun highlighted the bright blue of his wings perfectly. He felt a slight breeze brush his mane as he trotted into the Tundra. He saw the boys here and there, and wondered who the king was now. He stopped to graze, his blue eyes darting around curiously. Time had muscled his thin frame and his mane and tail had grown long. It made his wings much less awkward.

Maybe if he put more time and effort into he could rank up this time, he had always been a rule follower, that doesn't always get you anywhere though, maybe this king would appreciate loyalty. Because of his small frame he was quick, he could handle himself in a fight if he had too, he'd be a good soldier, king and country, all that junk. He made no effort to hide his presence, he stood out, the blue highlighting his white frame, standing out is good. This time I'll go places. He just needed to find out who was the monarch, and what he needed to do to get to the top, or as close as he could get anyways.

Zerachiel wondered where his children were, how they were doing, if they were mad about his wandering in recent days. Sometimes you just need to get away. Maybe he would see them again.