Felony stood beneath his willow tree; a place he could almost always be found as of late. The air seemed to hang heavy around him as the stallion's ears remained buried beneath his mud knotted mane and his tail snapped from side to side in caged aggression. He had not been expecting any company and so when the sloshing sucking sounds of someone approaching drew his attention away from his own inner thoughts, Felony was surprised to see the burly colt just standing there staring at him. Felony did not show his surprised though, his ears remaining pinned and his golden eyes narrowing threateningly towards the younger stallion. The painted man wasn't in much more for colts at the moment but then he realized this was the same boy that Rade had acquired and had been attempting to make into a solider. So far those attempts had failed which made Felony wonder if Rade had sent the boy here?


Turning so that he could fully face the maturing young stallion, Felony's eyes drifted over him in a calculating manner. He did nothing to hide it as he passed judgement, looking for flaws in the boy's makeup. He could see why Rade had wanted him as a solider. The boy was definitely built for strength but it was all in the mind on what one would be good at.


"You act as if your tongue has been cut out, boy." Felony growled out, growing annoyed with the youth's silence. "Speak up and tell me why you are here."