The ghost looking stallion sighed lightly as he walked through the tall grass in the open field. He had been thinking like usual and his thoughts were getting the upper hand with him which he seemed to never have. He had spent all morning looking at grave stones and speaking with the spirits that were out and about at the early hour. At least it kept his morning interesting when usually it was labored with a dullness that nothing seemed to fulfill.
He wiggled his tiny little stubble behind him and looked into the distance feeling his mind weight on him more. He needed closure with this whole issue surrounding his sister. He wanted her to just be normal and stop whoring around. He couldn't stand it. He didn't think that stallion was good for her at all and it was getting to the point where he couldn't even speak to her. She didn't like his lifestyle and he didn't like hers. He would never understand it.
For now he would try to get his mind off his worries. He missed Enitan a great deal and all he wanted to do was speak with him right now. He always helped clear his mind, but maybe someone else could. There had to be someone around after all right?
