Posted on September 6, 2014 at 05:58:28 PM by KASABiAN
 And it's consequences keep you up at night. Kasabian welcomed the chill, the ice-cold feeling of the slushy sleet as it damped his coat. It made the tresses of his mane feel heavy and flat against his thick neck. Hazy plumes of carbon dioxide flooded his nostrils and were expelled into the brisk air with every exhale. Winter had arrived among the islands. The stallion stood unevenly in front of the mare, shifting his weight forward and back, right and left as he attempted to give each tired limb a break in short shifts. He felt exhausted, his body ravaged from a recent battle, his spirit broken by the sudden loss. Perhaps he strode into the fight overly confident. It seems he had under estimated his opponents. His mind was elsewhere, in a dark place. Emerald eyes watched the angry ocean, the currents rough and on edge in the looming storm. He didn't want to think about Caesius anymore or Pilar. They were no longer his problem, he told himself over and over again. He had to shift his focus on what mattered -- which was the family he still did have in The Ridge. Her scent was masked by the breeze. As the thunder clapped overhead, and fingers of lightning stretched out over the purple sky, the buckskin stallion finally turned to leave. His aching appendages seethed in pain with every dull movement, but still he churned on, leaving behind the loose sand of the shoreline and traveling slowly between the boulders that littered the landscape. Another stretch of lightening lit up the terrain in a flash, and that's when he spotted her. The stallion halted for a moment, taking in her unique coat which registered briefly during the sudden flash of light. Emerald eyes struggledto refocus on her once the moment passed and the Ridge was dark and wet once again. He called out to her though, realizing she was a stranger, someone who didn't know but that didn't necessarily mean she didn't belong her. His call was weak, a raspy and gurgling cry, but it was loud enough to carry over the sounds of the rain drops patter against the cool ground. Without thinking much more about it, he made his way toward her. KASABiAN 11 | Buckskin | Stallion | Arabian X Thoroughbred X Mustang X Halflinger | 16. 1 | © Vinyl |