winter wonderland
Today the resort is silent, the usual scene of soft and small clouds painted across a vast sea of bright blue sky that goes on for miles with seemingly no end. There is a constant hum around the edges of the island, mainly due to the sea that gently crashes against the sandy banks of the island, his home is serene and always quiet, though everything remains in motion, the ignorant eye may be unable to notice the hundreds of birds that migrate from island to island or those that nest high in the forest canopy, calling toward their mates and responding to their chicks, there are also many different species of animals, though most tend to hide away, either high up in the trees or in the shadows, never seen.
With his silence comes a gift, the hum of the ocean changes and the parrot's calls suddenly dim down until they stop calling altogether, now there is only the sound of rustling trees as the crisp, salty ocean air lashes around them, moving through the Island.
Someone must have arrived.
The stallion's ears perk up as he moves toward the beach, his companion yipping and howling joyously as he runs ahead.
When they reach the beach, the hum of the ocean becomes clearer, no longer filtered by the rustle of trees or moving foliage. His suspicion has been right when he notices the familiar mare standing on the beach, he smiles and begins to move toward her.
"Hello again, I believe we have met before?" he says quietly, his posture dipping slightly in greeting.
"What brings you to the resort today?" he asks gently, taking a comfortable stance on the soft sand.
His companion quickly rushes toward the mare, already beginning to sniff around.
