keep your dreams in check
Rouhi stands still as a foreboding scent of flesh hits his nostrils, the winged grulla moves forward along the ridge-line, the scent tantalising him to move forward for whatever reason, the gust of wind was flowing directly at him now, his wings resisting the airflow as he steadied himself. Rouhi could feel he was going to re-birth again quite soon, his hooves were already becoming extremely hot to the point where steam was beginning to escape "Again?" he mutters noiselessly as he moves forward, sliding into a balanced trot as he looked for a place to rest, his eyes dancing around the meadow once more as he rushed forward, unsure of why he was back in the plague filled land, there was always the possibility of bringing a friend back to the land he was introduced to. The stallion now slowed to a halt, the scent was slightly more worrying this time but he payed no attention to it, instead he lay himself comfortably next to a large birch tree, watching it sway gently as the wind calmed, the clouds above slowing until they were hardly moving.
The stallion's hooves calmed for a moment, he was relieved that it was not the time for re-birthing yet, the whole process is rather dramatic and time-consuming and so he would rather avoid it. The grulla now drifted slowly to sleep, he was tired from all the journeying he had done recently, his grey wings drooping to the ground as he stretched them in comfort, he had never actually tried to fly with them before, all they have ever helped with was balanced and small boosts of speed here and there, otherwise they were completely useless. Calmly, the stallion began to drift off into a deep dream, rolling onto his side as his imagination began to flourish.
Rouhi