The air proved to be hot here, humid, and almost stifling as Isak washed ashore. The stark grey stallion’s hooves made purchase on the sand, his dark tendrils slapping against his thick neck. The gentle lull of the ocean lurched him forward once more and he felt all four hooves plant and sink into the sand as the waters receded and prepared to push forth again. Each pull of his feet from the sand echoed a slurping nose as he moved onward into the dense vegetation of the Ridge. Isak had never strayed from the mainland of the Islands. He was only a recent addition to the ever-growing collection of horses that continually washed ashore in the mysterious chain in the ocean. Growing bored of his landscape, he had simply plunged into the sea and headed towards an island in the distance, unbeknownst of where he was heading.

The thickly build stag pushed into the forest’s dense foliage, though it was no easy task. Though Isak was not an overly tall stallion, he was properly muscled, young, and he felt the claustrophobia setting in the further he became ensnared in the traps of vines and trees. He had heard rumors that Atlantis was home to large predators not native to other islands, especially large black cats that chose to hunt his kind. His head arched carefully into his chest, his ears flicking wildly as he heard noises stirring in the distance. His pace slowed, appearing more mechanical now as he carefully placed his hooves into each trudging step forward trying to remain as mute as possibly. His ears flicked forward as he focused in on a noise through a particularly dense entrapment of vines not far from him. His muzzle snaked forward as his nostrils flared catching the scent of a mare and what he presumed must be her offspring. He thought it odd that a mare would venture into such density of the forest provided the risk of predators in this area.

Carefully he took a few precarious steps forward before breaching the vines and his dark amber eyes settle on a dark mare and her small filly. He kept a safe distance should she be threatened by his preference, his ears taking on a neutral position as he spoke, “Hello.”