Walking Admist

[Shadowfax]

On a mountian side, a white blop moved, slowly sharpening into a horse. A stag to be exact. The stag looked down at the lands of Mist, his blue eyes seeig their movements. A small snort came from him flared nostrils and he walked where he was, a horse version of pacing. He was in thought but the thoughts were worthless, nothing to be thought of. But for some reason, he thinking them. His blue eyes grew thoughtful and he headed up the mountian, easily going over loose rocks and gravel.

[*~Arya~*]

A small fae's auds picked up slight noises approaching the land on which 'he slept. 'He unwillingly arose and walked toward the sound. Soon, 'he spotted a snow stag wandering around.

[Shadowfax]

Nostirls flared softly at a boulder in his path. Flicking a ear, he nudged it with his snowy maw and it moved, sliding to the side. He went on his way, white hooves clipping the gravel taht dusted the mountian. Blue eyes studied the land before adn around him and they soon pricked the fae and he slowed to a stop, his banner and flag snapping in the gentle breeze that surrounded him.

[*~Arya~*]

The fae's orbs soon found the ivory stag in the distance. By some unknown instinct, 'he trotted toward 'im. Once 'he got into hearing range, 'he asked, 'Lo M'Lord. What brings a gladiator such as thyself here, to my humble home atop of Mist Mountain?

[Shadowfax]

The stag snorted softly, whisperes of snow flakes leaving his lips. I come here in mere wandering. I have traveled about lands and come here to rest and see what calls me. His snow covered ears perked slightly and he lifted his head to the clouds, his blue eyes sparkling. Among the clouds, whisps of horses galloped about, their hooves flailing.

[*~Arya~*]

The small fae replied, In any case, thou art welcome to my home.... May I be ignorant to ask thy if thy is the new Mist God?

[Shadowfax]

Blues eyes moved back to the fae. The stag smiled softly, the ice in his face breaking as snowflakes left his maw. You are right. Am I right to belive you are the Mist Goddess I have heard about? His hooves dug into teh gravel adn rocks as if it were merely dirt.

[*~Arya~*]

Liquid orbs gazed at the stag. Indeed, you are correct. May I inquire your name, fine stag? 'He asked, gathering 'er courage.

[Shadowfax]

The snowy stag smiled again, his blue eyes sprakling. Soft flakes escaped his maw. I am called Shadowfax by those I meet. May I ask what your lovely name is?

[*~Arya~*]

The fae seemed surprised by 'is answer. 'He had heard that all of the brave warriors of this era were named Shadowfax. My dubbance be Hestia, after the goddess of hearth. 'He was the gentlest of gods. Hestia said, losing 'er composure.

[Shadowfax]

Shadowfax bowed to her, his snowy maw touching teh ground. He moved back into his normal stance with grace and ease, a smile flickering at the ice of his face. It is an honor to meet you, my fair lady. Blue eyes watched her, seeming to crack and spark as if they were flames but they were more ice the fire.

[*~Arya~*]

As it is with thee, M'Lord. Hestia replied. 'Er orbs tracked 'is every movement, flints pawing carefully on the ground.

[Shadowfax]

Blue eyes danced about the mountian side, one white pillar stomping softly. Shall we head up the mountian? My legs grow itchy to be on the move. Snow tipped ears flicked back and forth, like grasses in the wind.

[*~Arya~*]

Hestia nodded 'er tiara. Yes, let us adjourn to our new abode. 'He headed for the mountain top and slightly nudged 'is nape.

[Shadowfax]

Flicking his hooves, he followed her, moving gracefully and silently. His movement seemed to of those in a snow covered forest, hushed adn still. How long has a fae as lovely as such been living up here alone? Snowflakes fell gently from his maw as he followed her.