I'm just a poor, wayfaring stranger ;;

His family was a distant memory, faces that merely floated along. He could still stir up an image of each family member intimately, but he had never felt a sense to go back home. Going from one place to another, wandering aimlessly without a thought or a reason as to why he had even decided to wander into the cluster of lands in the past, yet Hoof Prince always seem to call him back. It was the intrigue that lay underneath the veil that drew him back to this land, and with a curious mind such as his it was no wonder he always found himself in the Vistas with a hungry mind. The spines down his back spiked up and back down slowly, his head lowering down towards the grass.

Schuldig's brown eyes looked up, watching a very familiar face head towards him. The left side of his lips tipped up in a crooked smile and he lifted his head up. Her anger did not fit with the picturesque scene. While the flowers bobbed their heads up and down gently, she stormed in, fire in her eyes and her expression anything but friendly. It was strange how some mares reacted once they found out they were pregnant. The previous mare had not seemed to mind particularly abut it, and when Drina had finally be born she had not pushed him to do his share. Even when Necrophylis had come three years after Drina, she had not nagged him into a corner, but this fiery one had an agenda. Perking his ears up, the spines down his back slowly stirred up towards the sky. He tilted his head in silent greeting and watch with an amused look glinting in his dark eyes. “You have every intent to chain me up with you and that thing, don't you?" His voice was low, careless even as he eyed her up and down. It wasn't as if his intent had been to create some child between the two of them. He didn't like family, and when two foals had been thrusted towards him, Schuldig had been ready to skedaddle, but even he needed something to relieve himself when that time came around the corner.

“My, my. Paduan must be very proud of you and your foul temper. Add to the pregnancy, and we have a hell spawn in our midst.” He muttered under his breath. Females were always so strange when it came to child-bearing, and he could never quite understand why. Not that he actually wanted to know what went on in their minds, and as long as he was far away from a pregnant mare then he as alright. It seemed Alayu had every intent to chain him up with her and he felt a storm brewing in the horizon. He had never liked child-rearing, Drina had been the less painful out of his two children.