For Panda Behr, set on Quartz Shoreline close to Halcyon/Anathema border. Hover for :: Word Count → 346
Drakien woke up that morning on the shoreline close to the mountains, without Breixo or any of his things anywhere within sight. For a moment, he was somewhat concerned by this, as the first thing that crossed his mind was robbery, but the fact that he was still clothed, his earrings were still firmly in place, and he could faintly hear the familiar sounds of Breixo huffing and snorting not far off. Drakien, lying on his back in the sand and gazing up at the sky, tried to figure out just what, exactly, had happened. He was fairly certain he hadn't drunk any more; at least, he didn't feel hungover, and by the bright sun shining in his eyes, he wasn't hungover, since that would usually cause him to retreat into a little hell-hole of pain and misery.
Unsurprisingly, he couldn't recall much. That was what happened on most nights he traveled, but he was rather used to traveling with people, and then dancing and drinking until dawn. He was fairly certain that hadn't happened, either. Rolling his head to the side to finally look for his faithful steed and precious belongings, he found Breixo, with the blanket taken off his back and Drakien's bags situated strategically around him. The horse was watching the bags rather like a night guard, his legs folded underneath him and his head turning from side to side as though to look for intruders. Drakien didn't remember telling Breixo to do that, although he supposed he must have.
Finally dragging himself up off the sand, he held a hand to his head and looked about, scratching his head curiously before walking--scratch that; crawling--over to Breixo. "Dobroe utro, Breixo." He murmured, and ran a hand down the graceful neck, earning a snort and a nuzzle in return. Gazing curiously at his companion, he asked, "YA ne dumayu, vy mogli by skazatʹ mne, chto sluchilosʹ proshloĭ nochʹyu?"
Recieving only a whicker in return, Drakien muttered, "I thought not," under his breath, and set about searching the campsite for clues.
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