It was promising to be one of those bright sunny days of later winter when you could almost taste spring. The feline wind closed his golden tiger eyes as he inhaled the soft scents wafting in from the south on the gentle breeze. Spring had surely come sooner to the south, and Redondo was looking forward to the spring. If nothing else, there would be so many flowers he could collect to give to the mares upon which he smiled, maybe for a little something in return from the mares.
He grinned as he opened his eyes, purring and switching his tiger tail casually. The only things left that could make this day perfect were flowers and a pretty mare to offer them to. He just needed to focus on finding the mare, and maybe a few early spring wildflowers already in bloom, though the latter would probably prove a little faster than the former. Ah, well, this was life, and Redondo was a great fan of life, provided that it was fun.
