Silence fell, like the sun set on the horizon. The bloody herculean’s words escaped into harshly silenced air and hung there. His titanic form stood tall and proud, he had no reason to cower next to this other kalak. Even as it was, the mismatched eyed figure felt a slight put down, it had never been in his favor to be others of his breed. His younger years had proved that much. His half-bred identity was a shame to his Father, the Alpha. The brutes only saving grace had been the royals children and their kindness towards him. At least that was before they had been pulled out of his life by Farant. The half royal was left in the dust, and shoved in a dark corner to serve the pups he had once roamed the lands with. He felt put down, held back and disgraced to the highest degree… Even now in the present Horizon felt the gaze of the other kalak. He turned his mismatched ember and chocolate pool to the man beside him. The sideways gaze was almost confused, but somewhat understanding, but in the sense that Horizon had triggered something familiar.

Duality is all of life, my friend, but it just seems to affect us more. With our kind, our sisters can be our lovers, our children can be our enemies, and our parents can be our keepers. Luckily, so far only one of those is true for me thus far. Though I will admit that I love my sister, I have never seen her in that particular light. Horizon couldn’t help a chuckle that built up in his throat as he thought to himself, My god, someone understands! The crown of his fellow companion finally turned towards him, but the gaze remained unchanged. Nothing had clicked. And you? How has being graced with the good fortune of being a kalak ruined your life? That was an understatement in Horizon’s mind, but he understood all the same. Words could never describe the monster that ripped my friends and only known family member out of my life. Sarcasm and anger leaked into his voice, but he retained composure. Horizon sat down, his tail wrapped up next to his body keeping warmth close to him. His one ember and one chocolate gaze looked back to the field and the distinct divider, it was such an ironic place for the herculean kalak to keep returning to.

My mother was my keeper and my sire was my worst enemy. He could never be a father to me. Horizon rolled his eyes once before turning back to the, still, nameless friend he had found. As he stared at the other kalak his gaze began to hold the same look of confusion and understanding, I’m Horizon, by the way. And you are? He threw out his name hoping to trigger something. His mother had named him Horizon hoping that he would always look to the horizon for opportunity and happiness to come. It was his only escape from the hell that Farant had thrust upon him. For as much as the Alpha had probably wanted to kill him off, he never did and for that Horizon was somewhat grateful. His life had eventually turned around… sort of. His pulled himself back into focus and looked at his companion waiting for a reply.