Mother was in one of her crazy modes again, but that wasn't something unusual. She was always crazy. Cullen pulled away from his mother with a snort and as he got further away he heard her yelling something at him. His little ears pinned down at her voice, but his head raised up high as if he was proud of himself for walking away. He journey off through the snow, high waters, and the marsh not knowing where he was going or what he was looking for. This was typical for him because he was never told anything about life besides his mother's odd ramblings which he wished would stop. He bet in just one conversation with one of the stallions here he would learn more than she knew her whole five years of life. Somehow Cullen manages to go in a big circle and ends up starting at his mother again in the distance giggling with that large two-toned male from before.
It was sickening how easily she got attached and how the stallions seemed to flock to her. That tall mare was the first mare he had ever seen really give her the time of day, but he wasn't sure all of that mare's intentions were pure. Oh, well that didn't concern him and neither did this. The palomino overo turns and walks away from the scene with a bit of an upset stomach. After distancing himself from his troubles something interesting occurred. His ears perks up along with his head as his neck outstretches to see the caller. He did not see the one making all the noise right away, but eventually he saw the golden flash of a stallion a little ways off. He seemed angry, threatening, but Cullen wasn't afraid. He wasn't sure if he should approach the stallion and answer his call or stay put. One thing he did know now to do was turn his back.
He heard something and he jumps, but his mouth stays shut. This noise was closer and a lot quieter than that palomino roan screaming. His eyes glance over the scene before him until he finally spots the stallion sneaking about. It was Felony and with him there Cullen felt safe to approach the stranger. Cullen walked in a wide ope space towards the stallion before he felt some strange nostalgia looking at him. He didn't know why, but Cullen felt like he should know this stallion.
"Who are you?" He says like a big boy as he stops within hearing shot, but keeping his distance form the stranger.
This is my kingdom come
[colt] [1 year old] [crossbreed] [ee aa nCr nO] [15.2hh] [rade x cherish] [lagoon]