) but fairly easy going for all that. He is still a bit naive in the ways of the greater world, but overall a nice guy. Since he comes from what is currently (if unofficially) a pair Song he isn't quite sure how larger Songs work, but he's certainly willing to consider multiple mares. They do have to be willing to travel to all climes save the far North and accept the presence of his pet catgryph though. A few mares have already expressed interest; if still interested, please reply here. RP is not required, but is strongly encouraged.~~~~~~
Gyre slowly dropped from a canter to a trot to a walk, and finally stopped dead, just staring all around. After traveling for several moons he had left the desert far, far behind. In front of him was a vast abundance of greenery, beyond even what he had managed to almost grow accustomed to since leaving the desert of his birth. He had been here once before, when he was very young, to watch his father race. But then it had been the races and his father that had captured the young foal's eyes. Now the abundant plant life and ever present water of the Rainbow Hotsprings awed the young stallion. Such plenty! And yet his parents insisted on staying in the desert...After a moment Gyre shook his head and with an effort shook off the almost paralyzing awe. Clucking softly to his catgryph to call her back to his side Gyre continued on, though he couldn't help looking around. For one brief moment he glanced down a particular path, wondering if he should call on the Song of the Rainbow and his aunt, but decided against it for now. After all, he had yet to shake the habit of sleeping by day and traveling by night that desert life had given him. Best not to wake them.
With a sigh he slipped past the path, reminding himself once again that he really needed to change his habits for those of the rest of the Samanayr world. Too many times he had been chased off by resident Songs who had mistaken him for an intruder bent on taking over the territory. In their eyes no one else would be sulking around so late. With that in mind he began looking for a place to rest for the remainder of the night. Turning down one tempting looking path he found...yet another pool of hot water. The scent of all that water and the sweet fruits and flowers growing all around made his stomach rumble, and without further checking to see if the spring was already occupied or not he turned down the path, intent on filling his belly before settling down for the night.
((Feel free to jump ahead to the next morning if you'd rather and just say he spent the night there.))
