Sometimes being left to one's own devices had its benefits. Storm's Finale, more commonly known as Fin, circled in the air currents just enjoying ability to do so. Too long had he been stuck in a cavernous system by a demon called Barracus. He had been warned that he would not find his way out of the cave system but against all odds he had managed to worm his way out of Barracus' lair. Perhaps it was luck or just the right timing but the purewalker had been absent for the longest time which gave Fin the courage to step up and look for a way out. Contrary to what he had been told eventually the stallion had found an exit.
Now the idea was to get as far away from the purewalker stallion as his wings could take him. Considering the fact that he could fly gave him a great advantage over his adversary. Although knowing the depravity of the stallion Fin could not help but admire Barracus. That thought might have disturbed Storm’s Finale had he given it a good deliberation but for now the winds called to him with the song of freedom.
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Fin could not ignore the hunger clawing at his belly any longer. Scanning the ground below him brought a slim selection of areas in which he could graze. Although disheartened by the prospects the idea of going without a good session with a good bit of grass was definitely not a good idea. The stallion dipped a little lower in altitude before eyeballing a patch of grass that looked relatively edible. First he would get his strength back and then he would continue on the direction in which he believed home would be. Considering he had been knocked out and then dragged by Barracus the stallion had no clue in which direction home might be.