Sweat pooled on his back until finally flooding over and running down his sides. His golden coat dampened with the liquid, but the hot sun quickly dried it a few moments later, only to happen all over again. The land was hot today, but Cullen was used to the heat and the muggy air of the Lagoon. What he still dreaded was the various bugs that came to his body like he was some sweet tasting snack. His tail whipped then away and his hooves stomp whenever the flies landed on his legs.

He became too annoyed, but there was only one way he could think of to get rid of them. His limbs began to carry him deep into the empty Lagoon. His pace soon advanced into a gallop as he sloshed through the mud and water. A large smile spread over his once annoyed face as he avoided the buzzes flying by his ears. He ran closer to the other side of the Lagoon, but the scent of a female spun him in a new direction.

This was not the smell of his mother, definitely not a stallion, so he assumed this myserty lady was Persephone of the Forest. His losing streak was finally over, well, until he was defeated again by the Prairie stallion. He wouldn't let this recent loss change the fact that he was gaibed victory and his prize waa here for claiming. Her feminie bay roan form came into veiw just as she let loose a call.

He answered his own deep throated whinny before slowing his pace towards her. His head raised, his head flipped his pale forelock aside, and a large grin struck his jaws. He finally came to stop just inches from her face, his heavy breaths blowing air on her face. Hard blue eyes stared down at her own eyes with a gaze never wavering from her. No words were said, not yet, and instead he just intiaited a staring contest.


Cullen - Mutt - 8 - Palomino Min. Overo - 15.2hh - Lagoon Boss