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There was some uncertainty lingering in the stallion's mind. He was not entirely sure that this had been the correct path after all. Otherwise he should have seen his favorite berry bush in the distance. The fact that he did not was really confusing. Where exactly had he deviated from his route? Was it past the stream? Or past the tree? Or was it even past those cliffs?

Catalyst mumbled under his breath. Why had he not taken an assured route instead of deviating all over the place? His sense of direction, usually so very astute, had led him astray this time. The stallion sighed and crested the hill that he'd been ascending. As he reached the peak the land opened up before him. The words escaped him before he could take them back.

"Oh s**t."

There was a tiny stream that Catalyst had stumbled across. The stallion checked out his reflection in the water before allowing himself a quiet moment to drink to his heart's content. His gaze narrowed at the strange after taste that lingered but he continued drinking it. There was nothing wrong it just tasted different from what he was used too. It was something that he would just have to get used to drinking. The stallion had been wandering around rather aimlessly since he had discovered that he had definitely made more than enough wrong turns in his journey. So far he had not really made an effort to talk with the locals. Something deep inside told him that the locals, whom he had seen from afar, could not be trusted to help him out with which way he should travel.

Catalyst had finally broken down. He had had enough of fruitless searching. What was the saying, home is where your heart is? If that was the case then perhaps Catalyst had been in the wrong home all this time. Once the storm had passed the stallion had been awe struck by the simplicity of the beauty around him. Everything looked more welcoming after the dark storm clouds had been banished by the return of the sun.

The stallion was not one to question decisions but perhaps he should explore this new place. He still could not remember the path that he had taken to get here so perhaps this was fate's way of telling him that he belong here. All in all there was not much hardship in believing that this new land was here just for him to enjoy. There was still no effort on his part to contact any of the current residents as he was sure that there would be mocking and jeering happening behind his back once it was turned.

It was always the way. The strong picked on the weak … and Catalyst was definitely weak.

Catalyst loved his meadow. The stallion had taken the time to thoroughly explore the area. He had found many tiny little treasures among the various plants and he had even found a cave nearby where he could retire to if the weather turned inclement. All he needed he had found in truth by accident. Catalyst could not exactly remember the reasoning for his long journey anymore. Did it really matter though? He was content with this place. Each day brought another new discovery and since spring was coming he knew that deep down inside there would be more discoveries to uncover. What treasures would the arrival of spring bring? Would he finally be able to make the acquaintances of those that shared the area with him? Did he dare to try?

At first the novelty of having a place to call his own thrilled Catalyst. Eventually though the tedium began to set in. Although he was wary of opening himself up to interaction with others the stallion was beginning to feel restless. The meadow was the perfect place to rest in but it was out of sight. Something needed to be changed about the current situation if he wanted to meet acquaintances. Pacing back and forth Catalyst began to mutter to himself, arguing about the pros and cons of maybe leaving the protection that the meadow offered to him. Would he give up the peace and serenity he had found in this place just for a chance at company? Was it a good idea?

Sighing once more Catalyst became agitated as he tramped around in a circle. Was there no easy answer?