Thought I Was Alone Out Here (Horik/Ossac)

[Horik Stormpike & Argent]

Time and Date:: Mid morning - December 19th
Weather:: Snowy - Periods of heavy snowfall, but relatively light otherwise.


Horik walked along, the snow was about a quarter of the way up his lower leg but he ignored the fact. He needed to get out of his workshop, and more importantly the village. He just wanted to be off where there wasn't crowds of people nearby, he just needed a little piece and quiet so he decided to go for a walk, when it was whacky weather as the snow periodically came down in piles for short periods of time.

Adjusting the hood over his head, Horik looked around. The snow hit his face and melted as the skins temperature invaded the delicate flakes. He didn't see a whole lot around him, mostly trees and the odd rocky outcropping. He rolled his eyes and kept on walking, there was a slight breeze rushing by that he hadn't previously felt due to the trees nearby chopping the wind up. He figured he was close to a clearing of some kind and smiled to himself.

It wasn't long before he reached what seemed to be a small cliff that overlooked the ocean, sea stacks were rising out of the water and they met with the snowy air around them. Horik glanced back to the footprints in the snow he had left and then back to the cliff edge, he knew better then to get close to the edge of a cliff in this weather even if it wasn't that far of a drop.

He walked over to a nearby tree, kicking snow out of its place and taking a seat down against the tree. Horik sighed happily to himself and closed his eyes for a moment, feeling the cold air around him.

"This is nice.." He spoke to himself, knowing no one was around him, or at least he figured that much. He wrapped himself up a little more in the cloak he had on him, the fur cloak blocked out more of the now existing wind which helped with the comfort level. The wind was slow and it came in small gusts more than being a constant being.

[Ossac Naegling & Calypso]

    It was cold day, and the wind coming off the ocean wasn't helping the temperature. Ossac and Calypso had spent the morning moving the flock into a pasture at higher elevation. The valley was cold. A nice, sunlit peak would certainly be warmer. He'd started early, hoping to get everyone moved before noon. The snow hadn't helped their progress, but they had arrived around the time he was expecting to- the sun was almost at it's pinnacle.

    Ossac sat atop his dragon's back, using her strong legs to trudge through the snow instead of walking through it himself. They circled the flock and Ossac kept his eye out for any sheep that might be struggling to deal with the snowy landscape. So far, there hadn't been any major issues this season- he'd only lost a few lambs- and he hoped to keep it that way. They took a few extra minutes checking up on the sheep, before leaving them be- they were hungry, and today, finding something to eat would take a little effort on their part.

    Calypso was anxious, her rider could tell she was itching to take flight, and while he was also eager to get a fly in today, he wanted to give the area another check before he left the flock alone. Obviously, he'd already given it a good look-over. He'd discovered the place last week during a flight, and figured it would be a good place for the flock, but it was always a good idea to make sure the area was secure. "Why don't we give a quick look around before we take off, Cal?" His suggestion was met with a growl of protest and an unhappy wiggle "Aw, come on, you know we have to. The quicker we do this, the sooner we can get up in the air!" Begrudgingly, Calypso set forward swiftly.

    They rode over the next hill on foot, conserving the dragon's energy for their flight. Over the ridge, the island dropped off, forming a cliff face. The vast ocean sparkled over the edge, glinting in the sunlight. If it weren't for the snow, you'd think it was a balmy summer day. He gave the landscape a once-over, and immediately noticed something out of place. Closer to the cliff edge, propped up on a tree was an unfamiliar figure. Calypso noticed it too. "Let's investigate." he asserted, but the dragon was moving toward the person before he even said anything.

    As they approached, Ossac kept quiet, but Calypso wasn't so shy. She all but ran the stranger over, curiously sticking her nose into his face and giving him a sniff. "Calypso!" he exclaimed, jumping off her back and shoving her muzzle out of the innocent guy's face. He couldn't help but laugh a little. Sure, her reaction was a rude but it had been a little funny. "Sorry about that!" he apologized for his dragon's behavior "She's friendly, I promise!" 

[Horik Stormpike & Argent]

    Horik sat there thinking to himself quietly, looking out to the ocean. He could see from here small, or at least small looking from this distance, chunks of ice that were floating about in the waters. He sat there and counted the ones he could see out of curiosity, tapping his fingers against the palm of his gloves as he counted them. Though his counting was cut short when he saw a dragon pop up in his face.

    His eyes widened as at first he thought it was a wild dragon, and if it was a wild dragon then what came next might not be so fun to stick around for. But his worries were shot down when he heard someone explain that the dragon was friendly. He sighed with relief and gave the dragon a rub on the nose and smiled at her.

    "Silly. Don't you know better than to sneak up and scare someone like that. He patted the dragon and glanced over to the human that accompanied it. Horik took his hood and pulled it off his face and head and smiled at Ossac. " Hello Ossac, how have you and your sheep been?"

    Horik was aware who Ossac was as he was one of the few, if not one of the only two or three, sheep hearders that were on the island. And Ossacs name would always pop in the back of his head whenever someone mentioned sheep just because well, sheep, he heards them so. Plus he'd rather not have Miss Shoidsons name come up in the back of his head cause that was one lady that wasn't exactly nice on the eyes in the first place. Not to mention the obvious fact that Ossac and Horik had been in a dragon training class together for year.

    "Oh and yoooou. " He looked back to the dragon and pointed a finger at her, "Interrupted my counting thank you very much. " Horik smirked as he ran his gloved hand through his hair and glanced out to sea again for a moment in thought.