Raiden stepped through the gate and onto his farmland, and for the first time in a week, he felt like he could finally breathe.
The familiar smell of soil, grass, and sheep manure hit him all at once, and honestly, after spending days surrounded by blood, burning forests, and people trying to murder him, it was the most beautiful smell in the world.
"Home sweet home," he muttered, dropping his bag onto the ground with a heavy thud.
Woolie didn't even wait for him to finish speaking.
The moment his hooves touched familiar dirt, his eyes snapped open and his whole body perked up like he had just been plugged into a power socket.
"Woolie Woo!!" Everyone!! Your Emperor is back home!!!
He launched himself out of Raiden's arms and hit the ground running, tearing across the field at full speed with his wool bouncing wildly and violet sparks crackling around his horns.
