Seaside Appreciation

Roan was healing, the going was quicker now that he was nearing the end of his rehabilitation. As long as he went slow Roan could make it nearly anywhere in the Empire without getting sore. The fast his pace the worse he hurt. He might not have gone so far if Iolaire hadn’t coaxed him along. She didn’t tell him where they were going and he didn’t know what to expect. He did know how he felt about her though, and he had a good idea of her emotions towards him. He could safely look forward to whatever she planned.

Iolaire encouraged him along as she led the way over the plains. He was taking it steady because he knew what he’d feel like if he pushed himself too hard. Eventually they seemed to come upon their destination. He smelled the ire before he saw it settled between the grass and the sand. His brows pulled up curiously as his verdant gaze surveyed the picnic area. She brought the plush oxen hide for the chill that might settle over them after sunset. Io spared no expense.

”You were busy.” He chuckled as he aimed a teasing nuzzle to her cheek before settling down. His movements were much more fluid now, getting down at least. Standing was a different beast.