06-01-2019, 10:13 PM
Despite the heavy rapids that nearly constantly flowed and thrashed in the heart of Beqanna's river, there were very small spots that an experienced swimmer could at least handle until the weather changed and the current with it. On this day, Aten, desiring a swim, followed the river until he found one of the spots in a softer current, testing it until he was sure it was safe.
The golden stallion's powerful legs helped carry him through the current toward the middle, then he turned and started swimming upriver to really test his strength. When he was feeling some fatigue, he turned around and went with the current for a small break, sometimes drifting toward the bank so his hooves could touch ground and he could rest. He continued this same cycle for some time, feeling a rush whenever he became weightless in the water. It was still a small bit unnerving since in the water, he could be easily overpowered by the current or creatures in it, but at the same time, he felt... at ease.
This was also a small stepping stone for him, for the stallion displayed hesitation whenever he went near the ocean. Ever since the attack from the squid that left him with claw marks and pieces of flesh missing that resulted in large scars on his flanks and legs, he had been traumatized to a similar degree from when Taiga was on fire all those years ago.
Everything he did that involved fire or water was a stepping stone for him. The fire one was a bigger issue since he didn't make a habit of seeking that source of destruction out, but he found substitutes.
The stallion's thoughts drifted back to the present, having been reminiscing, and, satisfied with swimming for the time being, he headed for the bank. When he touched solid ground and hauled himself to shore, he gave his body a good shake to try and get rid of the water. Though he was still soaked to the bone, he was no longer dripping heavily, his golden coat now sparkling in the early morning sun. He appeared darker than normal since he was wet, but still a brilliant shade that highlighted his dark mane and tail, and the muscles under his skin.
A small bit of hunger knawed at Aten's belly, and the stallion made his way to the large oak tree not far from the bend in the river. He settled for grazing near the edge of the shade, not seeing any reason to be near the trunk since he also wanted the sun to help dry his coat. Nudging at the grass with his muzzle, Aten gripped with his teeth, pleased at the tasty flavor of the summer blades. Content with the peace and quiet, the stallion's coat warm from the summer sun, Aten would enjoy this while it lasted.
@[Izora Lethia]
The golden stallion's powerful legs helped carry him through the current toward the middle, then he turned and started swimming upriver to really test his strength. When he was feeling some fatigue, he turned around and went with the current for a small break, sometimes drifting toward the bank so his hooves could touch ground and he could rest. He continued this same cycle for some time, feeling a rush whenever he became weightless in the water. It was still a small bit unnerving since in the water, he could be easily overpowered by the current or creatures in it, but at the same time, he felt... at ease.
This was also a small stepping stone for him, for the stallion displayed hesitation whenever he went near the ocean. Ever since the attack from the squid that left him with claw marks and pieces of flesh missing that resulted in large scars on his flanks and legs, he had been traumatized to a similar degree from when Taiga was on fire all those years ago.
Everything he did that involved fire or water was a stepping stone for him. The fire one was a bigger issue since he didn't make a habit of seeking that source of destruction out, but he found substitutes.
The stallion's thoughts drifted back to the present, having been reminiscing, and, satisfied with swimming for the time being, he headed for the bank. When he touched solid ground and hauled himself to shore, he gave his body a good shake to try and get rid of the water. Though he was still soaked to the bone, he was no longer dripping heavily, his golden coat now sparkling in the early morning sun. He appeared darker than normal since he was wet, but still a brilliant shade that highlighted his dark mane and tail, and the muscles under his skin.
A small bit of hunger knawed at Aten's belly, and the stallion made his way to the large oak tree not far from the bend in the river. He settled for grazing near the edge of the shade, not seeing any reason to be near the trunk since he also wanted the sun to help dry his coat. Nudging at the grass with his muzzle, Aten gripped with his teeth, pleased at the tasty flavor of the summer blades. Content with the peace and quiet, the stallion's coat warm from the summer sun, Aten would enjoy this while it lasted.
@[Izora Lethia]