Minku had just stepped outside of Tao’s territory. A little past mid day. The scenery was gorgeous. Minku Jaht was a long way from the Plains and the sight of mountains and valleys as far as the eye could see reminded him of that daily. A brisk wind blew. Any harder and a mountain Goat could be lifted off of its path. Add how close the sun felt from the altitude you’d be able to prep and cook your meal all in one. Minku Jaht continues his track down the mountain, after only stopping briefly to take in Nature’s work. Bird songs echoed through the valley. Minku Jaht hummed a tune, causing the birds to sing more frequently and louder. Eventually some even came flying around him, wanting to get a look at the musician that had been adding to their songs.
Minku Jaht was tired. He’d only reached the first stop of his journey, yet his body ached from head to toe. A split second thought ran across his mind. “It May be time for me to invest in a Mount of some kind.” A horse would assumed to be the ideal stead for these kinds of journeys. How Minku Jaht felt some kind of magic mount would probably be better.
Minku Jaht was tired. He’d only reached the first stop of his journey, yet his body ached from head to toe. A split second thought ran across his mind. “It May be time for me to invest in a Mount of some kind.” A horse would assumed to be the ideal stead for these kinds of journeys. How Minku Jaht felt some kind of magic mount would probably be better.