Several days came and went since Thyri had arrived back in 'Souls. Several days since she collected Merlin's donkey, Majestic Beast, from Krokar and several days since she reunited with Auguste. Several days since she heard of Vinátta's tragic events from Ascher. Several days since adding Miskunn to her growing grief and several days of still of travel.
They kept north of Halcyon Mountain, flanking the shoreline. Thyri was tortured by the faint, dissipating scents of Midnight Shores as they passed Prince Edward Island by and drove Baldr them all hard just to get away from it. Mag seemed the most stubborn, though whether because she associated the scent with feelings of home or because she was unhappy about the pace Thyri couldn't be sure.
Reblin didn't complain. Loping happily alongside the equines, he would divert away from them occasionally only to investigate a new odor ("I just saw the strangest looking animal ever, Thyri!" he would say about a seal) or satisfy his need to chase something ("I think that goat enjoyed being chased as much as I enjoyed chasing it!" he chirped after returning from chasing a wild goat). But as they approached the fire scarred, barren lands of the Eastern Realms, his demeanor became more subdued.
Thyri hadn't meant to take them so far east, remembering from when she had left Casa di Cavalieri that there was no chance of getting past the mountain range by hugging the shoreline south. Finding themselves in the Cobequid Foothills, Reblin looked around them with lowered ears. "What happened here?" he asked quietly, as though afraid of waking the dead. Thyri looked around her. Not even she had been in these territories before but she had heard stories. "A fire, I think," she replied and coaxed Baldr back in the direction they had come, intending to cross the mountains at the first opportunity they could find.
OOC: Thyri is in Optime, Reblin is running around in Lupus form. Let me know if this location doesn't work! <3
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