Common

It was only after his father left that he decided to depart from the Inlet. Seeing his sire reminded him of his original goals he had as a young colt. The very reason he took over the Inlet was to grow strong and famous just like him. He would never accomplish this by standing around his home all day. Sure, it was nice for his family, but there was no way he could create a name for himself if he stayed in one place. The herd needed to continue growing.

The sun was low in the sky as he swam from his frozen island to the common areas. The soft orange glow creates the beautiful vision of future promise as determination drives him forward. As he leaves the cold ocean behind, the sky is darkening. A gentle dark glow cast over the commons just as the calico stallion steps from the sand to the transition of grass. He walks a bit further before reaching down for a few bites. It would be embarrassing if his stomach started to growl mid conversation.

That is if anyone was even going to be out here this late. With any luck there would be a mare that had not yet hidden herself for the night. The last thing he wanted to do was sneak up on anyone and scare them. After getting his fill of grass, he walks forward again as the darkness thickens. His eyes scan the area until they fall about a dark mass laying in the grass ahead. He stops, nose flaring, and studies the figure before going any closer.

It was barely moving (or was it at all?) And he wasn't entirely sure what it was. Nico made the big boy choice to keep approaching. His chest puffs out as he advances slowly and quietly. It was only when he is a few steps away from the figure that he realizes it was a mare. She was small so he assumes she was young. This activates his natural instinct to protect her. Nico raises his head and stands quietly beside her, head on a swivel surveying the surroundings. He would stand here all night if need be. Until she woke to protect herself.