Jormungander was off on his own again, splitting from his partner in crime so that they could cover more ground. Thus far their search for other Kalona had been far from successful, it seemed that perhaps the situation of their brethren was more dire then he and Alti had first envisioned.
None the less they had to try. Jormungander refused to merely sit back and watch as Kalona kind was swallowed up by the lesser breeds and their prolific interbreeding ways. Even just thinking this thought was enough to make the stallion snort in dismay as he landed in a small clearing, eyes warily searching the area around him. You could never tell just what you might meet when you entered a new area and it was always best to be cautious. Not that Jormungander was overly worried - the stallion was positive that he could handle anything which came his way - he was Kalona after all,
