Falls
Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.
Posted on March 4, 2015 at 06:54:55 PM by KASABiAN
 And it's consequences keep you up at night. His nostrils flare, the soft, whiskered skin pulling tight as he inhaled, the sides of his golden barrel growing before he allowed a heavy, gurgling grunt to be released. Remnants of his drink clung to the wiry whiskers that pimpled his maw in a form similar to dew drops. One by one, their weight got the best of them, and they'd fall back into the depths from which they came. Something about his trip to the falls today uplifted his spirits. Maybe it was merely the fact that he was among the company of others outside of the Lagoon. The stallion's presence there hadn't been as well received as he had hoped. In fact, his existence there seemed more lonely than his time in the Ridge. A gentle breeze whipped through the trees that made up the dense thicket at the north end of the falls, the farthest point away from the shore, yet not all that far from the shore at the other end. The ancient oaks and pines wafted gently in the cool breeze, the leaves on their branches furrowing in the movement, the sound of it all mimicking that of rain. It was peaceful. The breeze also brought in the scent of someone near. A sweet perfume, that of a fertile mare. Of someone familiar. Emerald eyes focus on the weary form of a cremello mare. It take him a minute to register who it was. Caesisus. In some ways, the mare looked very much the same. Her charming good looks, her wild eye. But in others, he didn't recognize her at all. There was something hardened in there, a pain behind her eye that showed Kasabian the mare had accumulated some kind of life experience that was far beyond her years. "Caesisus." He finally said aloud, his vocals hoarse and broken from such minimal use in recent weeks. He followed the call with a gentle nicker, but didn't move from his planted spot at the river bank. Lyden's scent was no where on her, though someone from the Lagoon's seemed stale, but still there. He wondered if she would remember him. For a moment, he felt embarrassed about the debacle he'd caused in her life. "How are you?" KASABiAN 11 | Buckskin | Stallion | Arabian X Thoroughbred X Mustang X Halflinger | 16. 1 | © Vinyl |