Well, nice for winter, anyways. Either way, Seree Quyi was rather partial to colder climates as it just so happened, so they were more than pleased with the frigid touches that wound their ways between the dark hairs of the horse's coat. Sometimes, even they could get too cold, but after years growing up with the blistering heat on their back and haunches, and feeling like they were being burned alive, they would always be willing to be more tolerant of the cold touches of winter and cool climates.
The snow lay thick upon the earth like a blanket, but rather than trapping in the heat, it kept in the cold. It kept in the freezing and the cold, kept in the frost and burst open the cells of what lay within the bowels of the earth as it froze the waters inside and the soft, so very fragile membranes that bound the cells together burst with the crystal shards, littering the world with diamond flecks as the small organisms, unable to keep themselves warmed, perished.
But to a being as large as a horse, the internal heat regulation they were capable of kept them quite safe from any bursting and freezing. Kept them quite content to ignore the death that flowed beneath them unknown to them, and only reveled in the soft, satisfying crunch beneath their hooves with every step. It was truly a treasure to be able to walk for miles on end and see only clean, untouched snow. There was something so very satisfying with every step, crushing and compacting the untouched substance until it bore their mark.
Flurries of the playful crystals danced in the occasional gusts of wind, buffeting the darkly colored equine and layering their bodice with flecks of what looked like diamond dust. Their mane was bedecked in the stuff, making the green of their hair sparkle like a frosted forest, and the black of their body look like some modern artist's interpretation of the night sky.
Their crown of antlers glistened with both the solid flakes and those that began to melt, making them shimmer like they were coated in a fresh coat of polish. The horse turned their face to the winds, closing their eyes as they allowed the cold, refreshing air to flow through their lungs, invigorating and reviving them. A soft sigh was pulled from their lips, a soft cloud of warm air marking their breath as a smile curled at their lips.
They trotted contently on, pace picking up a little as they walked. They were doubtful that they would find much that could help them in medicine out in these parts in this time of year, but it was simply getting far too cramped and stuffy in the keep. They felt overwhelmed by the fire burning the hearth of the old quarters they had found near the medical ward, especially when the cold gusts of air kept snaking down the chimney to remind them of the fun and adventures to be had outside.
So they had fumbled used their lesser telekinesis to stir up ash from the bottom of the hearth, smothering the flames but keeping the embers beneath shrouded and warm so that they could stir up the flames again when they returned.
For now, they were simply out for an adventure in a winter wonderland, simply walking with no real destination in mind, their pace changing in frequency and temperament as beats and music danced through their mind, coming from everywhere and nowhere. Every now and then, they dipped and spun as though dancing with an unseen partner, especially falling prone to the movements when a gust of the lightly falling snow should brush past them, bowing and tangoing with the winter wind like their partners in this dance were the elements themselves.
@Grainne
OOC: leggo, seree's just enjoying the winter weather and having some fun <3
