It didn’t take long for the mousey colored stallion to make his appearance. Hollowpoint took that as a good sign, the man was attentive and aware of what went on in his home. His tone was friendly and he approached to a comfortable distance, all of which helped raise the paints opinion even more. He bowed his head in a greeting, the glimmer of his usual smile etched onto his face. “Hello, Nikola. I am Hollowpoint. I have come to see if you may have room in your home for myself and the small family I hope to have.”

He shifted his weight slightly, cocking a back hoof as he became more comfortable now that he knew there would be no aggressive response to his inquiry. “I called the Ridge my home not long ago, and other places on the Islands before that. I find Atlantis most to my liking and while I don’t look to rule an entire land anymore I hoped I might find sanctuary here.” Atlantis was the only place he could fathom building a family in. As much as the closeness of Paradise stabbed pain through his heart, he felt it was deserved. Though the Ridge had a tendency to be rather dreary, when the skies were clear the views were breathtaking.

This was where he could forge a new, if not familiar, life for himself and anyone who could deal with him. When he wasn’t so focused on a task he was an easy going person, quick to smile and happy to live life in the moment. At the moment however the birth of his first child in almost four years had him on edge and he was eager to have everything settled.

stallion // mixed // fifteen.three // eight // bay dun tobiano [Ee/Aa/Dd/nT] // riley
beckett x summer