Miku’s reaction is exactly what Zeik was hoping for. As she darts from his side to peer at the rapids, he encourages her with a smile, easing into a comfortable position so that he can rest for a moment. The journey here had been relatively quick despite the fact that they had walked, but the stallion still aches from not using his legs so often. The mist that surrounds them permeates his skin and soothes his tired muscles, but he keeps a close eye on his newest companion. “I’m glad you like it.” He calls out, black tail swirling at his hocks. “Just be careful near the water. There are some stone bridges that go over the river, but not all of them are safe.” He explains, head tilting gently.
Miku seems … alive, and Zeik cannot help but feel happiness at having caused this new excitement in her. She was a curiously entertaining thing, someone he could easily spend time with. Her legs give away an inner beauty, with her lithe dance movements. He enjoys simply watching her and the smile that grows on his lips shows this. “Please, go ahead and get carried away all you like.” He says, trotting forward himself while his neck shakes side-to-side, displacing his inky black mane. “This is your home now as much as it is mine.”
He balances then over the lip of the riverbed, gazing up and down the stream for a safe place to enter. Choosing then to walk a few feet downriver from where they are, he finds a sunken lip of earth and makes his way confidently into a rather calm area of rushing water. The icy mountain water is shocking at first, but the numbness that follows feels like heaven to his weary hooves. He keeps his eye on Miku though, speaking to her over the murmur of the river.
“There’s another mare here already, her name is Felinae.” He tells her, smiling at the thought. “She’s wonderful and I’m sure you two will meet soon.” He tells her hopefully. They’re similar, Miku and Felinae, and he hopes they find friendship and comfort in each other here.
Z E I K
-everything we are and used to be is buried and gone-