Welcome to Gaia! ::

This was the first day that Dail was waiting for. It was his first day away from home. He didn’t know what to expect or where to go really, but he knew he would be fine. He had his mother’s blessing and his family’s love. No matter what came his way he was determined to succeed. In actuality he had left home two days prior but today was the first day he was in unknown lands. He was further south and west then he had ever been. He wasn’t really sure where the neutral lands where at but he supposed he would be headed in that general direction. It was odd traveling like this all alone when he had grown up in such a boisterous home. He was tempted to hum to break up the monotony of the sounds of travel but didn’t want to lose any of this vastly new experience. He might hum tomorrow or the next day. For now the sounds of birds and of his own hooves was captivating enough.

Dail kept plodding along until something bright caught his eye. It was strange little canine creature that was sniffing about and looked like it was hunting. Not being in the size category that being hunted was too much concern Dail simply stood and watched the creature move. It was graceful and swift with powerful movements. Its markings were eye catching an appealing. The stallion wondered how it hunted though with such bright colors. Such a thing seemed like it would be a detriment to camouflage, perhaps it relied on members of a pack? That would make sense. Dail didn’t see any other members but that didn’t mean there weren’t any. That thought made him cringe a bit. Alone he wasn’t in a size category to be hunted but if there was a pack of those little hunters while that might be a different story. He started moving again at the same pace he had been so that he wouldn’t look like prey or at the very least he could suddenly dart off and leave any perusing parties pleasantly surprised

He kept moving and glancing at where he had seen the little critter moving before and saw tuffs of fur up in the air. He kept moving quietly and surely as much as he could feel. His tail dragged on the ground and he really hoped that didn’t make him too much of a target. Stopping he looked around for any more tuffs that might stand out. He thought he spotted some in the distance near trees. Not really looking forward to the idea of a pack like he had suspected he got moving again away from the trees and the tuffs. He picked up his pace a bit to a swift trot regardless to what would likely end up snagging in his tail.

Dail froze and turned his head. There was a whole azerin there. Snoring he huffed his head looking around for the little thing from before. He was still tense ready to run but not really wanting to. “You should be careful there is something out hunting and if it’s a pack you might want to move fast.” He couldn’t’ just leave a mare out in the middle of nowhere without giving her a warning about what he had seen. “It ah.. has your coloring miss.”