Spring was in full-tilt, the sounds of it's earth-awakening call echoing through the vast and reawakening pillars of wood. Blossoming branches waved lightly in a light breeze, their reddening hue adding color to pale and dark bark alike. Sprigs of fluorescent grasses sprouted in places one wouldn't expect to see them, their hardy life sustained by the additional sun that now filtered through the still-naked tree branches.

A blue roan form slowly made it's way through these happy signs of spring, song birds songs ringing in his flickering audits. Dark eyes calmly watched the renewing life as he passed, the soul that resided inside him calm and quiet, thoroughly enjoying the peace that was all around him.

Those same dark eyes followed a dark, fleeting shape above the treetops, the bird he watched dipping and diving in the air, its partner soon coming to join it. He watched with a small grin across his maw, head thrown upward to get the best view possible. Unfortunately for him, he not only forgot to discontinue his walking, but rather increased his pace in an effort to follow aforementioned birds. They were so carefree, flying so easily as if they had nothing to hold them down. Truly, they didn't have anything to hold them down, yet Leonidas did. A thin, fallen tree lay sprawled across his path, partially covered in leaves from last years fall. Due to his enraptured attention to the fowl, he missed the chance he had to avoid it, and, stumbling over the obstacle, he stopped and lost the "leaders".

Only then did he realize that he had been moving at a slow canter, his labored breaths coming as a slight surprise to him. He furrowed his brow for a moment before he continued his walk in the direction of less-denser forests. He loved to run, despite his clumsy gait. He loved to feel the wind running its fingers through his mane and tail, caressing his shining pelt, to feel the power in himself as he moved. That was about as far as his self-esteem went, though.

Leo was just beginning to settle into a contented walk when the scream from another equines lungs made him freeze mid-step. Go or stay? He was no coward, nay, but would this desperate sounding equine reject any aid..? The roan stallion shook his dark mane out and abandoned his over-analyzing thought. The scream was from one that needed help. Equines didn't use such vocals when in want of company. No, he had to at least see what was going on before he walked away again, he had to make sure that no other was in danger before turning his back.

There was no clearing, yet he scented water in the near vicinity. Tiny sounds of struggle met with visual support as he rounded a particularly thick tree trunk. The sight that met him was rather unexpected, and he stopped in his tracks while the tussle continued. The canid creature had just launched itself toward a dark bay mare, a bloodied rump already showing that she'd been bitten. The fact that a wolf had attacked a lone and unsuspecting mare was natural, but it still bothered the stallion. Why not a foal, for crying out loud?! Wait.. that's even worse! What are you thinking Leo..?

The blue roan launched himself at the wolf. An equine of the very gender he almost worshipped and feared at the same time was being attacked, and that went against atleast two things in his nature. Leonidas hulking body splashing through the icy creek that separated him from the two that were duking it out, leaping with effort onto the tall bank. The mare's legs were flailing in the air, and the wolf had let go of his grasp to simply launch himself and get a better grip. Just as he had begun to spring, though, Leo barreled through his plans, knocking the wolf's muzzle with a hoof. Not what he was aiming for, but it worked well enough. If the wolf still had teeth enough to eat, he'd be lucky.

The stallion was now on the other side of the pair, and the battling had pretty much ceased. He stood there calmly, looking a little bewildered at himself, watching the wolf slink off whimpering in pain at the knock he'd received. Leo stood, bashfully glancing at this new mare on the occasion, waiting for her to speak first. By the look of her, it looked as if she needed help, but there was always those chances that she had wanted to be left alone. Shifting his weight from one side to the other, he waited patiently for the dame's response, hoping to heaven he had done nothing to anger the fae.

The rescued mare seemed slightly shaken after the ordeal was over and done, and Leo couldn't blame her. Who wouldn't be shaky and half-frightened, atleast, after an attack.. even if it was a lone wolf? The bay uttered a word of thanks and in response, Leonidas lowered his wide-browed dial in her direction as respectful gesture.

An onslaught of silence overtook the pair for a moment the blue-toned stallion shifting his eyes about the scenery. The form of this new, bay mare was quite lovely, her coat glistening with the sun that filtered through the branches overheard, and even with the spattering of blood on it, her pelt was a deeply rich color. A slight blush spread lightly across his cheeks when he caught himself looking a little longer than he planned.

"Do I have right to know my savior's name?"

A slight smile played at the corner of Leo's lips as he replied, his vocals deep, yet gentle.

"Indeed you do. I was born under the name Leonidas, though, feel free to shorten it to whatever you please, miss..."

Leo flicked his dark tail, shooing a pestering fly from his hindquarters. The voice with which this new fae spoke was strange.. intriguing in a mysterious way. The stallion was quite mystified at this mare.. her manner slightly distant yet entertaining the thought of possibly carrying a conversation. Leonidas wasn't too bold with words though, especially around mares, and beautiful ones at that. Ducking his head, he cropped a lipful of grass to hide any indication of the confused thoughts swirling around in his head. Chill, Leo.. what can she do to you? You're almost twice her size, among other things, why should you feel any sort of intimidation?

"I hope I did not intrude on anything important... I have a habit of doing that."

He mentally winced. Why would he say something like that? Afterall, she had said "thanks" and "saviour". Wasn't that enough to indicate that she was grateful for his intervention? Dumb, Leo.. always managing to say something stupid..

He offered a sheepish grin, hopeful to erase any impression of clumsiness he might have given Israfil. But why be something he's not? He was a clumsy ox, usually. Oh no.. flattened ears.. Leo had glanced up to see a displeased expression shadow across her face, though the cause he didn't know. Assuming, though, be believed it to be his thoughtless words.