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Kileona had set out early, waking before even the first rays of light peeked over the horizon. Typically this would be a great feat indeed for the care free stallion, but as he raised his head to gaze at the cloud filled sky he couldnt help but chuckle. Unlike any normal, bright, and sunny day there would be no way for the male to tell the time with this overcast. Of course the world would get brighter as the morning progressed, and he assumed would continue to do so until the sun was at it's peak, but there wasn't any accuracy without the golden beams casting their light directly on the world. It could be early morning or it could almost be noon already.

But who cared.

With the clouds came the rain; a drop here and there progressing to an endless drizzle. Typically it would be refreshing, but though winters grasp was no longer gripping the lands there was still a chill in the air and the wind bit fiercely without remorse.

But who cared.

Kileona shrugged and bobbed his head as if he was listening and dancing to a tropical melody. Water ran down his face and body, plastering most of his mane to his neck and face, only daring to leaving his form once it reached the ground or when it was flung from him in his joyful movements. Kileona supposed he should attempt to find shelter. Though there wasnt any harm in being in the rain, and indeed it was a relaxing way to keep oneself clean, there could be great harm in any illness or sickness that may arise from being drenched for a prolonged period of time. Casually he sauntered from the field he had been wandering though to the nearest treeline he could spy. The seemingly woven branches formed a makeshift covering, and instantly Kileona could feel a lessening of the bitter wind biting his hide. But why stand still? It wasnt enough to simply be sheltered from the storm; oh no. Now there was an entirely unexplored world for Kileona to wander about! He set of once more, weaving in and out of the tree trunks, his casual smile never once dropping from his maw. Though similar in many ways, Kileona was quite amazed at the differences between his jungle home and the forests of these lands. And he enjoyed every bit of it. He continued to bob his head, simply enjoying and taking in every sight, smell and sound he could.

Sound. Though there were many differences in the ambiance of each world there was one thing for certain - A voice was a voice. The blue stallion paused mid stride as a delicate voice managed to reach his ears through the howl of the wind. It had been quite some time since he had met another being, and was always curious as to the customs and daily activities of those living here. "Aloha!" Kileona called out through the forest. He had herd the voice for only a moment, and with the wind he was unsure as to which direction it had come from. There were groups of threes scattered about that one could barely see through, and other parts where one could see for yards on end - there was no telling as to where the being might be. But, perhaps, if the being did not mind his intrusion they would answer back. A bit of company seemed appropriate after all for a day such as this - actually, company was wonderful in general, and appropriate for any time and occasion!

The smile across the blue stallions maw only widened as a greeting came in reply to his own. It had been a good thing that he had stopped to see where the voice had come from for it seemed that he had managed to pass whoever it was already! He quickly turned around and set off in the direction that the voice had come from, making haste so as to not keep the being waiting. The voice had not been the same, but that mattered very little to Kileona. It didn't matter to him who had responded, simply that someone had responded - someone was open to having company and that was all that mattered. Though Kileona knew that he had a quickened pace so as to not keep the voice waiting, he did not notice his light trot turn into a canter, and then to a gallop. It didn't consciously register in his mind that the greeting he had received was not of the customary fashion of this land, but instead of that of his own homeland. Though not a conscious realization the excitement and anticipation was clearly evident in his movements and actions.

It was a moment before he reached a grove of trees and shrubbery so dense it created a wall of sorts. In winter time Kileona assumed that one could squeeze their way through the branches to the other side with a little effort - but in spring... Kileona pranced back and forth for a moment, unable to keep still as he looked the barrier over for any entrance or way to get through. Finding none he decided to circle the enclosure. If there was a place of true shelter from the elements this would certainly be it, and thus this Had to be where the reply greeting had come from. Briskly he circled until a break in the wall revealed itself. He paused for a moment, not wanting to burst forth into the wrong area. Instead he took a few steps forward, leaning in through the entrance and peeking about to see who the owner of the voice may be. "Is it really that late in the morning?" He questioned with a lighthearted smile.