Posted on May 29, 2014 at 11:15:56 PM by KASABiAN
 And it's consequences keep you up at night. Kasabian stood among the peaks, the sky melting into the horizon, its stark hues of red, pink and orange dancing atop the reflective mass of the calm ocean. The weather had seemingly calmed lately, the strong gusts of frigid air and nightly monsoons no longer plagued Atlantis. For this, the buckskin stallion was thankful and back to his usual high spirits. He reveled in the sea breeze now, as the salty bursts whistled through the strands of his heavy, unkempt mane and forelock. A low, warm grunt escaped from his whiskered lips as his weight shifted, his weak, burning hip soothing almost immediately as the pressure was released. Life in the Ridge seemed to stabilize with the weather. He was no longer alone among the jungle and the jagged rocks. Pilar, a bright young thing, and Slyvia, a kind and gentle soul, seemed happy to live here along with him. Friends in other places, like Hawke, the peculiar equine from the meadows, and Marlena, a beautiful and stout mare, drew him to and from the common gates. Perhaps he was better at this whole "leader" thing than he originally gave himself credit for. Emerald eyes scanned the horizon once more before the sun and its creamy haze disappeared for the evening, the sky turning a distinct shade of purple at a hasty pace. In the distance is when he first spotted the intruder, a miniscule dark spot rising from the depths and up onto his shore. One golden ear lobe flicked forward with half-interest, watching as the equine emerged onto the sand. It was obvious he was a stallion. Having been a member of the Lagoon, Kasabian was not oblivious to the possibilities of raids and intruders. He watched curiously as the stallion lingered, his interest only peaking once he saw Pilar join the mix. The stallion's quickening heart beat deafened the sounds in his ears, and the organ threatened to burst from his chest. Kasabian hobbled from his peak, taking careless strides along the rocky path, and moving quickly to meet the pair. It wasn't long until he emerged from behind Pilar. A definite snort escaped his flared nostrils as he strode to stand alongside her. As he did, lips parted as he nipped at her mane, tossing it from one side of her neck to the other. "Did you bring home a new friend?" Kasabian asked playfully, a willful smirk across his lips. KASABiAN 8 | Buckskin | Stallion | Arabian X Thoroughbred X Mustang X Halflinger | 16. 1 | © Vinyl |