
Pacing around the forest, Keiran was unsure of what his next move would be. He had had a very interesting week full of strange encounters that really tested his patience. But now everything was sort of slowing down and the stallion wasn't sure what he should do with himself. Pausing, Keiran noticed a small puddle left behind from melted snow. He looked at the water and his reflection rather thoughtfully. Oh, he was so perfect...
Vanity was probably his only flaw. He knew it was one of his weak points but he never really had problems with it. Keiran definitely got this pride from his father, Ariston. Besides that, Keiran was rather charismatic when he wanted to whether he knew it or not. He could easily get his way if he tried.
Keiran continued to walk through the forest, gazing up at the moon wondering why he was so flawless. Tonight was perfect but he wondered if there was anything to catch his attention and entertain him for awhile.