Teach Me to See [Russell/open]

Russell's afternoon snack often consisted of the berries and other greenery Orut had to offer in the springtime. It was his favorite season, to be sure. The stallion meticulously inspected each blade of grass and each patch of berries to find the very best ones - the ripest ones. It was interesting to him how each crop turned out in relation to how they'd been previous years. The intricate inspection helped ease his strong desire for knowledge and study. His mind was a complicated one, one that craved information above all else. Russell, having finished one of his longer sessions with the flora, raised his head to swallow. The stallion decided that the next thing on his list was to take a well-deserved nap.

Perhaps it wasn't really "well-deserved". He hadn't done much of anything lately. Russell had met up with Gideon once or twice, but above that he hadn't done anything extraordinary. He supposed there wasn't much to do. That is, until he heard the sound of an unfamiliar equine in the distance.

The sound was timid but still insistent. Whoever it was wanted to be found, though the state of the other equine was not certain. Russell was absolutely horrendous at reading emotions from the common sounds of equines. The stallion had virtually abandoned all horse sounds in favor of words. He felt they were more sophisticated and less primal. Nevertheless, any sound was a good sound for a herd in need of members. Perhaps he could show Gideon that he was worth keeping around.

"Yes? Hello?" Russell responded with a louder tone than normal, but still not quite shouting. He picked up his light hooves and began walking toward the sound, hoping he would find him or her.