He needed somewhere for his anger to go.
He has arrived back among the islands just shortly ago, but the news of the escape of his prisoners boiled his blood. He could not rest until they were found and brought back to the place they belonged.
The musky air of the swamp has not yet settled on his coat from his return. The fresh air of the mainland cleansed his body just enough to make him realize his age. Time was ever turning and day by day he was older. He once swore he would never grow close enough to a mare to bare children. He slowly learned he didn't need to be close to the mother of his foals. No, he didn't even need her there past the nursing. Still, he did not wish for many foals so he could properly teach the ones he did have. Less could be better controlled.
As the Boss, he felt it was right to bring his boys home some eye candy. Most seemed to have dispersed from his absence, but Ernesto seemed to remain and the stallion seemed to love to chat with the mares. He might enjoy a proper companion or perhaps Cullen might take mare of his own. His boys really didn't deserve a mistress after losing the woman he did have there. Maybe another capture would lure Macabre back.
These thoughts have brought him to the Commons today where he quickly comes upon an athletic bodied bay mare. She was clearly alone, possibly new, and deliciously his.
"Come with me." He is to the point and stern with a voice of dangers. Blue eyes stare into her own with a gaze that doesn't let up even once to look at his surroundings. All he wanted to do was get this lone mare home.
Cullen - Mutt - 10 - Palomino Min. Overo - 15.2hh - Lagoon Boss 