From the ashes we will rise {Any}

[Ivar]

i know i'm not the center of the universe -but you keep spinning 'round me just the same The sunlight is bright overhead, and Ivar blinks his borwn eyes several times as he struggles to adjust. He’d dozed off in the shade of a slender aspen tree, but while he slept the sun shifted overhead, leaving him in direct sunlight. His smoky black hide is uncomfortably warm and much too dry, but the nearest body of water large enough to submerge himself in is in the center of the Field. The piebald boy is not sure if he’s ready to deal with that many strangers just to cool now; he’d only come to the Field to see what the place was like. With a shake of his dark-haired head, the teenage horse decides that he’d rather head back to his crescent pond in Sylva. He turns, ready to head home, but pauses. A stranger has arrived nearby sometime during his rest. She does not look familiar at all, and the strong summer wind that carries her scent to him is not tinged with any land he recognizes. Despite his young age, Ivar has already been to most of the realms in Beqanna, and this silver bay stranger does not smell like any of them. She must be here to find a home, Ivar realizes. Never shy, the lanky young colt decides to approach her in an instant. While he clearly still has some bulking up to do, the tobiano yearling has nearly reached his adult height. He meets the yellow-blazed mare’s gaze from an equal height before dipping his pale face in a polite greeting. Even with the promise of future physical strength, Ivar’s smiling face is little more than average when it comes to masculine attraction. It’s easy to forget that that, with the charm in his expression and good-natured turn of his brown eyes. He looks to be – and really is – the spirit of good nature. “Hey there,” he says as he settles his weight comfortably on his long legs, “I’m Ivar.” He has settled with a lean to the side, an utterly non-threatening position with a comfortable space between them. “Here to find a home?” He asks curiously. -------------------i v a r ------------------------------------djinni and stillwater---------------------------------