I'm ready to bleed to make amends
And sleep in this dirt we call our bed
So tell me your secrets
And join me in pieces
To fall and rewrite the bitter end
The chill in the winter’s night whipped his sensitive healing flesh. Patches of charred skin could still be seen clinging onto his skin. It was healing, gradually. It would be some time before the true appearance of the growing colt would be seen. His feathers remained ragged but fewer, they had steadily been falling out. He didn’t miss them. They were a reminder of his continual struggle for survival. He had seen the mountains in the distance, some bizarre yearning for familiarity had pulled him towards them. He didn’t miss his previous situation, but he missed the structure he had built for himself.
He had spent his days fighting for survival, scavenging for food and avoiding the ire of his superiors. He was a blight to his herd - incapable of flight. Unable to rise high into the sky to meet his kin truly. He rarely wondered how possible it would be to fly back when his feathers regrew and his wings caught up to his body size. He hadn’t bonded with them particularly, due to being ostracized. It didn’t make for good relationship building.
He found himself meandering and picking his path carefully amongst the loose rocks. He wanted to stand on the top of the mountain and get a better view of the landscape. Of what else Novus had to offer. Or perhaps to imagine with the roaring wind what it might like to fly. He wasn’t sure how much he’d be welcomed in this particular place. He hadn’t made any contacts that were anything but friendly. Social interactions weren’t really his concern at this moment.
He stopped for a break halfway up the mountain. His lungs were used to climbing the lower ledges of his previous home; but the frozen and slippery landscape made the trek much more difficult and precarious. This mountain was almost the direct opposite of his previous home. Frozen and chilly, reaching very high but climbable to those that were brave enough.
ooc: @Reinhart
