~Syn walks around the meadow, he just finshed exploring the forest, lake and beach before heading into this beauful place with it's red,white,purples, yellows, blues, greens of the stems and heads for each and every flower around him. He was getting use to the fact that he was no longer in a place of high mountain peaks, snow, and mist that sorrounded his mountain home. He closes his eyes for a couple of mintues and takes in the smells of the flowers and trees that edged this meadow. He also smelled water close by. Opening his eyes he looks around and tilts his head to the source. Relaxing a bit he bends his head down and starts to enjoy the feel of soft blades of grass around him, the grass was a little sweet, but nothing could top the softness of it.
Back home the grass was so tough and tasteless it had to be it grow and survive in the mountains. Opening his eyes he looks up at the mult-colored birds in the sky and the blightness of the sun. Feeling the way it warmed his pelt he flexes his wings and rises his head skyword as if to greet the sun and the birds around him.
