Ruhr
04-06-2024, 08:15 PM
Around him, the grey of the pre-dawn woods is slowly warmed by the golden light of morning. By the time he makes it back to the clearing where he had left Demi, bright rays of light illuminate the still dozing mare. Ruhr watches her for a while, lost in thought.
When she rouses, he meets her gaze with a smile.
“Good morning,” he replies.
Where are we flying, she asks, and Ruhr lifts his brow in surprise. He ‘d expected her to tell him, accustomed as he is to following the lead of another. Yet as soon as she’d asked, he’d known his answer, and does not hesitate to give it. .
“Stratos.”
That is where his kind belong, surrounded only by the wind and sky. With her avian shifting, Demi is far more like a Stratosian than most, and though he has no doubt in the Moon’s plans for Demi and Tephra, he is still eager to show her the land among the clouds.
“It’s across the sea,” he continues, “Just south of the land they call the Gates. Are you up for a long flight?”
@Demi
When she rouses, he meets her gaze with a smile.
“Good morning,” he replies.
Where are we flying, she asks, and Ruhr lifts his brow in surprise. He ‘d expected her to tell him, accustomed as he is to following the lead of another. Yet as soon as she’d asked, he’d known his answer, and does not hesitate to give it. .
“Stratos.”
That is where his kind belong, surrounded only by the wind and sky. With her avian shifting, Demi is far more like a Stratosian than most, and though he has no doubt in the Moon’s plans for Demi and Tephra, he is still eager to show her the land among the clouds.
“It’s across the sea,” he continues, “Just south of the land they call the Gates. Are you up for a long flight?”
@Demi