Close your eyes

The rocking of the wind past the overhanging branches of the long limbed trees was a soft whistle, the gentle voice of the forest as it whispered its lulliby against a sleeping earth. Despite the call of the wind the world was oddly subdued and soft in the moonlight. The wisps of chills that swayed in noiseless motions against the unprotected air where ceaseless and without mercy.



Despite the chill that enveloped the ground his steps did not crunch against the frozen dew of the earth, and his breath that uttered out before him in living puffs of silver did not deter him from his passage in the rogue lands. He had lived and breathed this air long enough that growing grasp of winter upon it did not faze him now. He would find his peace out here against the world, the living wonders of places unclaimed where the dark and silvers of his coat where strangely mingled with the silvers and darks of a moonlight night.



He was a warrior and protector of Covari now, a guardian to a Purple Wonder and follower of a Lady in Red. It gave him a lot to think upon and the quiets of this world where the perfect place to understand himself and the future he had been set upon, yes, it was out here in the cool shades of a forest in winter that he would find peace.