The cold had been bitter. Even for RhyDin.
In the deepest portion of the forest, beyond the misted vale, he felt it. A few had died in the night because of the cold, but there was more that had woken the one who had been born before the Ancients.
Within the cave in that forest he roused slowly. A lift of his head he pushed up from the bed of leaves, soft branches, and spent bird feathers that had been gathered by magick and went unaged by it all this time.
Joints were stiff but he was on equine hooves to walk in circles about the exspanse of the large cave. He threw his head upwards and shook it to send long, black mane tossing to and fro.
A century since he had been in RhyDin. He would return with caution. There was danger coming, he could smell it in expanded, soft nostrils and shoved the scent back out of his lungs. Another shake of his head, the Ancient One Horn left the cave and the misted veil to step into the familiar forests just outside of RhyDin at its North.
In the deepest portion of the forest, beyond the misted vale, he felt it. A few had died in the night because of the cold, but there was more that had woken the one who had been born before the Ancients.
Within the cave in that forest he roused slowly. A lift of his head he pushed up from the bed of leaves, soft branches, and spent bird feathers that had been gathered by magick and went unaged by it all this time.
Joints were stiff but he was on equine hooves to walk in circles about the exspanse of the large cave. He threw his head upwards and shook it to send long, black mane tossing to and fro.
A century since he had been in RhyDin. He would return with caution. There was danger coming, he could smell it in expanded, soft nostrils and shoved the scent back out of his lungs. Another shake of his head, the Ancient One Horn left the cave and the misted veil to step into the familiar forests just outside of RhyDin at its North.