Posted on May 6, 2014 at 02:06:22 PM by KASABiAN
 And it's consequences keep you up at night. The buckskin stallion returned to the memories of his days at The Shore often. His days were spent lounging in the warm sand - not all that different from what he's been doing here - but with friends and Debonarie's family. Debonaire seemed to be a different man then than he was now. Although it deflated Kasabian, to some degree, to see his friend in a different state, it still felt good to see his familiar face. Kasabian studied the worry that was etched deeply upon his features and his eyes. Golden-tipped ears swiveled back and forth as he wondered what could have happened to him. He wondered too, what happened to The Shore. "Of course I'm real, man. Come on." Kasabian spoke, confusion washing over him. Kasabian staggered forward, closing the distance that spanned between their bodies and reeled back his lips, blunt teeth pinching Debonaire's skin near his chest. "What's going on? You seem... On edge."Kasabian's time in The Shore was short-lived, however. And he couldn't remember the names of the several mares who looked to Debonaire as their leader. His friend seemed detached, distracted from the world around them. He had lost something along the way. Kasabian had seen the look before, and could not remember a time where those who were lost ever found their way back again. His thick dark brown tail twitched nervously below his haunches. "Come on, let's go for a walk." KASABiAN 8 | Buckskin | Stallion | Arabian X Thoroughbred X Mustang X Halflinger | 16. 1 | © Vinyl |