{Full ownership}
How long had it been since he'd left the tundra, and ascended down to the forested area? he couldn't even recall by now. He'd wandered for days without any sign of life aside from a few returning song birds, or vermin scurrying under his heavy hooves. Each step was weighted, and gave a firm thud, stirring what ever lie beneath every thick hoof. A stern and rather fierce expression stay frozen on his face, ears flickering to catch each sound that wasn't caused by himself. Where were the warriors? It seemed no matter where he went he was the only of his caliber. Giving an irritated snort, the stallion let his pale eyes slide about either side of him to scan the area. Not even a sign that any one had been here since the Winter had begun to take it's leave. Was it so treacherous a place to be? Too many weakness... it's infected the bloodlines.. he grumbles in his mind, a scowl contorting to his lips. He'd seen far too many pathetic and helpless creatures... more than there were strong and useful. It was a sad fact, and seemed to add on to the boiling frustration that was slowly rising within. Did no one have the sense anymore to breed for appropriate reasons? It was all about 'love' and 'charms', now. Looks, and cheap words seemed to be all that mattered anymore. How despicable... With this new irritating thought processes, he growled in a deep low baritone, and lowered his thick strong neck to thrust his armored horn into a nearby trunk, releasing some of the tension along his toned muscles. The tree shook and shuddered, the stallion not taking any recoil, eventually yanking his head back to simply pass on by as if nothing had happened. That felt good... finally taking out some of this pent up restlessness that was biding inside of him.
Eventually, he found himself before a few freshly revived bushes, holding tough branches and thick leaves. It'd be a good snack to have. With that, he lowered his head again to take a rather aggressive bite, and yank what he could from the shrub to chomp on slowly... silently mulling over his mind's chaotic whirlwind of thoughts.
