
Altair O'Sullivan got up that morning and looked up at the sky. It was a lovely day and very good one for exploring and maybe even meeting new people though the latter wasn't a necessity just something that would be nice. He sang an old irish song under his breath as he let the cool crisp morning air ruffle his hair and feathers. It was such a nice day Altair took the time to just enjoy it and take in the way the world looked so early in the morning. He walked out to a stream and drank water from it. The ice cold water that got on his face woke him up all the way. He felt much better after the icy drops of the water hit his skin and refreshed him. Not the worst way to be all the way woken up. He had received far worse wake ups before. He flicked his head to get the damp braid to move out of his eyes.
Alright time to get going and see what else was around here. He stepped out of the territory he knew and into a new one. Hopefully the others there wouldn't be too territorial but if they were he would keep moving. He would defend himself if needed but no point in getting into useless fight over a terf war. It would be petty and stupid and not worth it. So he just hoped not to run into any of those hyped up testosterone filled guys or any crazy females. He looked around at the different things he saw as he explored there were all kinds of wonders throughout his journey.