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The storms had finally let up, for the first time in a long time. This winter had been long and brutal, and Adrastos sighed in relief as he soared through the air, pitying anything stuck on the ground in the masses of snow and ice. He shivered a bit as the blustery wind struck his face and cheeks. It made his nose run and his eyes water, and his journey in the sky was over almost as quickly as it had begun. He sighed again, this time with disappointment. Scouring the ground for a safe spot to land, he noticed something moving in the snow below. Who would be out in this horrid stuff? Hoping they wouldn't need assistance, he decided to press on. For a minute. His conscience kicked in and he reared around in the sky, gliding down to the unicorn mare. "Are you okay? Being all alone out in this stuff isn't really the best of ideas, you know..." He chuckled at the hypocrisy. "Well, you know what I mean. Do you need anything? I can't help much with getting through the snow, unless I packed a trail for you."

Adrastos was taken back by the mare's vernacular. He'd never heard anyone speak in a regal manner, and it was very strange to him. "Uh... I'm good?" He still needed a few moments for his mind to take in what she'd said and how she had acted. Who did that? "I just wanted to make sure you were okay. Its pretty brutal out here lately and seeing someone travel alone is worrisome. You never know when the next storm is, and this winter we've had has been unpredictable." He nodded, genuinely concerned for the mare's safety.

Adrastos smiled and nodded at the mare, glad she was at least experienced in travelling. He wouldn't for a second admit that he was a little bit disappointed that she was not a damsel in distress, but he certainly was. "Okay, that's good. I just wanted to make sure. You never do know around here." He smiled and stretched his wings before quickly tucking them tightly against his body. The chill in the air was brutal, and he wondered how such a dainty creature wasn't shivering half to death while trudging through the snow. Although he felt comfortable leaving her on her own, the new face seemed rather pleasant. "Which way are you travelling, if you don't mind me asking? Home, away from home, to the forest? Anywhere in particular?" He figured that even if her journey were to lead him off the path of his own, it could be worth it. There were always new things to learn and maybe she had some neat things to show him. That was, of course, if she didn't mind having a traveling partner. But that question would come soon enough. If she didn't he could always fly on.

The wind chuckled a little bit at the mare's comment about her children evading her. He remembered quite a few times when he'd done that himself. "Well, I'm actually on a similar journey. I'm looking to find my father. He and I had a little bit of a disagreement, you see, and I'm certain he's somewhere not too far away. Perhaps gone to find my mother and speak with her. I can only guess, really." He looked up to the sky, which had certainly lightened from when he first landed to speak with the mare.

Adrastos stopped to examine his legs, distracted for a moment from their journey. "Oh, those?" He shook one of the legs to free it of snow. "They came from my father, and his came from his father, and his came from his mother, I think." He nodded. "My father's name is Nivuxys, his father's Khet, and I think his mother's name is Ignacia? I've heard stories of her. They say she has hair of flame. I've never met her, myself." He nodded. "Do you know of this mare?"