Fall seemed to stir even the loneliness of creature. He himself began to feel different this season than he had the last. Mother said it was because of his age. She says that soon he will be running with the other stallions of the Lagoon making mistakes. All he knew was the funny, rambunctious, child he once was was now gone. He felt himself pulling further away from his mother. He had always been curious of his father, but he was even moreso now that he was gone. The strange mind of his sire, his status, and all these stallions who now gather with his dissapearence was all too interesting.
Mother recently has been begging him to escape with her. He refused, of course, because why not? The Lagoon was his home. He felt something great beginning to happen with all this new activity. Speaking of activity...a call busts through his thoughts. The young pale stallion snaps his head upwards as he begins to walk towards the newcomer. Already he can see another stallion approaching, one that arrived shortly before Vadim dissapeared. With all the old members slowing leaving it opened up opportunities for the younger crowd to step in. Become something.
A laugh leaves his lips from he listens to the Mustang state there was no one here to play. His head then turns as another figure approaches before him. It was his older brother from that mare father had once liked to spend time with. He had seen them together often whereas his own mother avoided their father like the plague. The pale stallion turns his eyes back to the newcomer. "I'll play a game." He grins with a glimmer lighting you his gaze. What kind of game he didn't know, but at least someone was here to make the place seem interesting.
mutt - 15 hh - smokey cream champagne dun overo - sinner of psychedelic & vána – lagoon
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