[Solo] Wild and Free

[Yuros]

1st of Winter, 511 AV

It was cold, and the suns light did little for the chill as Yuros removed his clothing and folded them neatly as Alea had taught him too. The Kelvic was about a mile outside of the city of Avanthal, and the gates of the city were visible to his left. Kneeling down he dug a hole next to one of the few distinguishable rocks in the white landscape, and he buried his clothing there for when he retrieved them. Then, dustin off his knees Yuros stood and looked off into the distance opposite of the city.

Rolling his shoulders the Kelvic bounced on the balls of his bare feet, breathing deeply and exhaling a white mist and was engulfed in swirling lights. There was a loud, wild bellow and when the swirls of light cleared in the man's place stood a stag over 7 feet tall at the shoulders with great, arching antlers. Tossing his head Yuros bellowed once more and reared back, kicking his front hooves. Landing with a heavy thud that shook the ground he then set off into the distance at a quick trot.

It was not long before Yuros' trot escalated into a canter, and then into a full run. The Kelvic reveled in the feel of the cold wind as it swept through his antlers and across his fur. It felt like such a long time sense he had last known such simple pleasures, and Yuros was overjoyed to once more be free and in open space once more. It was here, in the land outside of civilization, that Yuros felt most at home. It was what he had always know, and what he would always think of as home.