Closer

I could almost taste the south on the tip of my tongue. I knew it was still far away but inside this time I yearned for it. I'd spoken to Ayguili of the signs of spring beginning. I almost laughed at how technical he was about how the progression of the season would be. He was right there would be more cold weather first, but no one could deny the tiny dots of green that were struggling to emerge. I had to smile remembering something grandmother used to say .. there will be weather, whether or not we are ready for it.

I was ready.

I was ready for warmth and growth. This move to find grass brought us one day closer to just that.

It also brought new decisions to be made. The last time we passed Turia headed south, I had asked Kam where he wished my wagons. I've stayed close to his for as long as I've traveled in my own. This time I asked Ramza, and the answer was where ever I wished was fine with him. He knew I wanted to stay close to Myzon and his mate, Magda. I hoped to keep Deenyet and Sage close too. There were Fonce' new foals to consider also. This time I wouldn't push the pace of our group but let it amble to where we were going.

Where ever it was ... we were getting closer.