
The young stallion hadn't been born into the best situation. He did not know his father and his mother wasn't exactly with it, which made things rather intersting for him and his brother as neither of them were exactly normal either. Hazelnut was a dreamer, he lived with his head in the clouds, not really thinking much about anything else.
He moved today through the forest, he hadn't gone far from his mother really, he was a little slow and so it was best for him to be near someone who did genuinly care for him but at the same time he was an adult now and so it was best that he actually got out and about now on his own. It was daunting but he knew he had to do it and to be honest he was happily roaming around thinking of anything and everything but where he was and where he was heading. Such a strange creature he was.