The large stallion shifted a little as he walked slowly across a open field. The grass was about knee high on him and a faint rose smell was in the air. It wasn't something he particularity cared for especially since it was a girly scent. It also created a buffer for his senses in case someone or something was in the area, so now he had to keep his eyes peeled for anything suspicious. Slowly lifting his head, he looked around the empty terrain and gave a small snort. It was quiet, just how he liked it. No birds chirping and no loud mouthed creatures whose voices echoed in his ears chattering what peace he had. He had been wandering around ever since he had spoken to Isi. Traveling as much as he could to see what he could before going back home to the family herd. He didn't want to miss out on anything, but a small part of him couldn't help, but wonder if that mare was all right now.
His family...it seemed more like a herd of misfits then something worth talking about. He didn't know what to even call it, but Hania dubbed it The Maheo Herd because of it's spiritual aspect. He respected that stallion and even though his twin was lost, he could definitely see leadership in Hania. He could see that he wasn't all about playing nice, but truly could lead the herd to do great things some day.
Shaking his head, he paused when he heard the shriek of a bird up above. His light blue eyes peeked up through his bangs eyeing the large falcon hovering above. If only he could fly...he might never have returned. He had seen so much heartbreak and destruction in his life that he was ready for some type of rest. He didn't need love or a family of his own for his life to be complete. He had endured enough so that it felt complete already.
"I do hope your alright Isi." He said softly not sure why he was so worried about the mare. He feared she wasn't going to make it. She wasn't strong and she couldn't remember anything. Then again the people in his life come and went. No one really stuck around and if they did...they died shortly after.
His life was like a curse.
