Reunions for Mutations

It was hot, and he was walking carelessly among the pits with little regard for how dangerous they could be. He was already a mess, stray bubblings of the thick substance latching onto his coat and searing him with mild burns. They would heal, they always do, and despite the pain he was feeling from them he remained stoic as always. There wasn't a reason as to why he wasn't expressing the pain, perhaps because he merely didn't see the point. Numbed by his drive to keep going he meandered the holes, ice still forming beneath his hooves and sizzling with each step. Before he knew it there was another in his sights, a golden beauty surrounded by smoke and seeming to look very tired. Curious, he moved to her, ears pricked and eyes focused intently on searching for hers. When they were within speaking distance he stopped slowly, examining her briefly, before pressing onward and coming forth to offer his nose to hers. He did not do things slowly or delicately. Either he did or didn't, and that was something that would never change about him. Vynter !

@Aurelia - I'm sorry it's so gross T-T