The world is different here, somehow. Compared to the Fields, this area was blanketed in a layer of snow and frost, the grasses and sparse bushes hidden beneath the white.
It was something that Liam hadn't experienced in some time, not since the night in the frozen wasteland of Angosia with his best friend and someone that he had once called a friend. The memory of it was almost too painful to think about, and so Liam doesn't; not often, anyway. Instead, he spends his time focusing on where he was going, the changing landmarks. He hadn't been in a world like this in some time. Not since his home world, that is.
Most days, he missed Angosia like crazy. With all the memories tied up in it - good and bad - it was clear to him why he would and wouldn't miss it. More than the memories, he missed having something to do. It'd been so long since he actually felt like he was worth something. The empty feeling that lingered and carved out a spot in his heart was heavy and he hated it. Liam wanted something to make him worthwhile, something that he looked forward to. Was this place finally the thing to offer him something so that he didn't feel useless?
As Liam walked, he nearly missed the herds of bison walking along in front of him. Hulking mounds of brown grunting, the herds were something that he hadn't had much experience or interaction with prior to leaving Angosia, despite having thousands of herds. Though midnight, the herds were easily picked out thanks, in part, to the moon's light from overhead. Flicking his tail behind him, Liam moved on again, the snow crunching heavily beneath his hooves. Plumes of white air gusted from Liam's nostrils as he breathed deeply, the cold wind sending shivers down his spine; his winter coat hadn't yet finished growing in, but he was sure it would soon.
A flurry of movement to the left of him had him jerking his cranium up, audits pricked fully as he stood stock-still, listening, watching. His sharp beryl chasms squinted against the darkness, watching as a black figure - almost hidden in the darkness - steps out of a pile of snow. Canting his cranium to the side, Liam gently picks up the pace into a fast walk, a gentle nicker floating into the air as he approaches the smaller figure.
"Hello? Is there something I can help you with?" He's not aware that this may be the wrong thing to say.
Notes;; Oh man, poor Liam XD
Tag;; @Andras
Voice Claim: Chris Evans
Words;; 436
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