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Time and time again comments are made about the emptiness in the Lagoon. No matter how many stallions he brings in, or forces home, still they disappear. Seems not many wanted the life of a bachelor anymore. Stallions preferred the traditional herd life with mares they helped protect but could not touch. Bachelor life was too rough for them or perhaps he was too rough on them. It was strange because he never had trouble recruiting in the past and they all used to stay before the war. Before he lost all his loyalties. Others though he threw around his power too much, but he had given them all a choice in the beginning. Before the war he asked all of his brothers where they wanted to be and if they even wanted to participate. They made their calls, but even those that did not fight were forced into the Peak.

He wonders if Fearghas would become successful in his efforts to bring back one of his fallen brothers. It would be nice to have an old face back in the Lagoon as he was in need of more promising stallions. The Lagoon’s ranks were empty, but no one has shown the promise to become anything other than a regular. Vara was the only one who tried to steal someone for their numbers so maybe he would not become his special little trinket. Varanduil might become his first Marauder. He would just need to find a General to replace the slain Raider. It was time to refill the spot, but the choices were so slim. Blue eyes lock onto the stallion up ahead. The golden head of the stallion could be seen clearly in the light of the moon. His loud bugle had summoned the Lagoon Boss to the land of claiming in hope of finding the new big thing. He was desperate for some change.

Cullen did not hide his appearance as he thunders towards the much larger male. Yes, he had the body of a General now he just needed to know if this stallion had the right skills. Teeth reach out to mark the stallion’s broad chest in a show of dominance. This stallion would learn, just like the others had, that Cullen throws his authority onto everyone no matter their size difference. He assumes there would be a strike coming back for him so Cullen leaps to the side with a chuckle. He throws his head back with his white forelock tossing to the side. Cullen makes a trip around the oddly colored stallion before stopping near his side for a chat. ”The Lagoon has been waiting for someone like you. Is it safe for me to say you can defend yourself?” He was curious just how skilled this stallion was. Would he challenge his authority as Panzer had?



Cullen - Mutt - 17 - Palomino Min. Overo - 15.2hh - Lagoon Boss